The night I met you were a fucking disgrace 

Tripping over people falling flat on your face 

I thought I'd dance with you ‘cause you wouldn't remember 

A year ago now yeah that was the end of December 



There's been blood, and there's been biting 

There's been Lizzie Taylor Richard Burton fighting 

It's all gone bad, that's alright 

‘Cause god I was alive 

God I was alive 



You found your schoolgirl French somewhere in the haze 

And I was gone by the middle of the very first phrase 

All's fair in love and war in the Eastern Suburbs I suppose 

So I emptied the contents of my pocket in your nose 



Well here's been blood, and there's been biting 

There's been drunk and disorderly fighting 

All down the street and through the night 

God I was alive 

God I was alive 



She don't know which one to buy 

Australian Shooter or Australian Bride 



I throw my head up into the sky 

Thank Dionysius for a little while I was alive 



Using up fast the last days of my youth 

Trying to see if you were coming from my hot tin roof 

And rolling down the highway looking like an evil child 

40 hours later you'd be back in the wild 



There's been blood, biting, Lizzie and Richard, fighting 

It's all gone bad, but that's alright 

All down the street, all through the night 

And god I was alive