It`s a long way from Chatswood to the top of the gulf I`ll be hitching pacific when the morning sun`s up It`s mile after mile on the long coast road Smell of frangipani ocean sky blue
But I`m sick of seeing those beer can caravans I`m getting even sicker of the thong drive-in I`m feeling worse and worse at the chiko locallo And the pubs all close at ten
Summer sun`s got me stopping Summer sun`s got me trying I`m waiting round for those waves and days I hope it never ends
Well there`s a new world bricking in the Old World charm Suburbs highway pass cicada-coloured farms Buy a car, sell a car, lead a car away 20 hours to Brisbane on night prowl play 20 hours to Brisbane...where`s Brisbane...
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