Noisy Myna’s
Bully the suburbs
Out beyond the haze

Seaside holiday 
Houses fay 
Quiet as a grave

Tombs of dreams past
Wealth gone to waste
The Australian dream is fading
Stolen anyway

I’m never gonna lose my head to a setting sun
I’m never gonna dream of things that just can’t be done

Pavement’s too hot to walk on barefoot 
So you hop and skip
Prawns in wheelie bins marinate
A cocktail of stink

Bat swaying on
The power line
Wings open in surrender
This is how you die

I’m never gonna lose my head to a setting sun
I’m never gonna dream of things that just can’t be done

I’m never gonna say, never gonna do, never gonna be
Anything more than what’s expected of me

I’m never gonna lose my head to a setting sun
I’m never gonna dream of things that just can’t be done

I’m never gonna say, never gonna do, never gonna be
Anything more than what’s expected of me