Whitlams

Whitlams - Year of the Rat

rate me

Creeping into town with all these changes in my head

Funny how my old haunts all look new

A taxi from the airport to the Paris end of King

I'll drop my bags I'll see who's in

My dirty streets

My fabulous friends

Here I am

In your arms again

It's easy being famous in Sydney

‘Cause everyone's a star

But it's got to be deepest darkest night

For you to see them all

There's beer and women even for the thinking man

Join the circus come on down

I've heard they'll even stop kicking you

Just before you hit the ground

My dirty streets

My fabulous friends

Yeah here I am

In your arms again

I'll get a shine-on

All night and day

You rough me up

‘Til I gotta get away

You know I love you but you try and kill me

Gotta hold your head up in the Year of the Rat

Newtown I love you but you try and kill me

Gotta hold your head up in the Year of the Rat

Tat, a tat-tat, tat

Second rower with the earpiece and the rumble in his eye

Making sure that I don't stumble, wishes all the freaks'd die

Over there a plain-clothes cop looking at his watch a lot

Wondering is it time to call in the dogs

My dirty streets

My fabulous friends

Here I am

In your arms again

I'll get a shine-on

All night and day

You rough me up

‘Til I gotta get away

You know I love you but you try and kill me

Gotta hold your head up in the Year of the Rat

Newtown I love you but you try and kill me

Gotta hold your head up in the Year of the Rat

Tat, a tat-tat, tat

You know I love you but you try and kill me

You know I love you but you try and kill me, yeah

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