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Yeah, rise and shine, you're fine man
 Even if you're feeling kinda wonky on your legs
 If you're wondering who woke up, you woke up
 We just have not figured out which you yet
 You ain't dreaming
 That means what's not you is beyond you
 You'll see only what it represents
 But now you've gotta get up
 Cause time is nagging more than ever
 Like a dog humping your leg
 So get up
 (Get up, get up, now)
 (Get up, get up, now)
 Get up (Get up, get up, now)
 (Get up, get up, now)
 So get dressed, get out
 The worst is over now
 You picked an odd time to start feeling strange
 And when all's said and done
 You're just a massive cunt
 So stop acting like your problems
 All jumped out of a cake
 The sun is blazing, man
 It's too bright to see
 What washed ashore past midnight on Victoria Street
 So we're gonna buy some shades
 Keep it under wraps
 Not making eye contact with Pikachus or moaning cats
 I remember a time life was simple like a glass of water
 Simple like a glass of water
 And now it's crystal clear as any bathroom mirror
 Crystal clear as any bathroom mirror
 You're like a snake with its arse up its head man, stop thinking
 It's enough dealing with this heat and stink
 School bus, street pus, the crushed skulls of watermelons
 Flowing down a drain the color of Indian ink
 And there Marcel snoozin' after doing some boozin'
 Having one them dreams where you're losing your teeth
 He's sleeping in the door of what was Thy Thy
 Snoring 'neath a sign saying its up for lease
 And then a tram thunders along
 Going ding ding dong
 The driver staring through the windscreen in a trance
 The hours are way too long
 But then the pay is shit
 I hear he's saving all his money for a hair transplant
 The hours are long, but
 The hours are long, but
 The hours are long, but
 The hours are very very long
 Look at that gak head chew, high as a panzer crew
 Some Soccer mummy's introduced him to the pigs
 Her horse is higher than a junky's
 But like everybody else here she's buying everything on tic
 And there's Veronica, waiting on blah blah blah
 He left her filing her nails in the car
 Man, beauty got a raw deal there it ain't fair
 And you can hear it in her laugh
 It jars, she's so unhappy
 You'll find him most mornings 'neath the grocery awnings
 Making sure the only arrests round here are cardiac
 He's got your back, he'll ask you if you're Jason
 Then send your money to some cam girl up in Seminyak
 I remember a time life was simple like a glass of water
 Simple like a glass of water
 But now it's crystal clear as any bathroom mirror
 Crystal clear as any bathroom mirror
 And there's the snort of Nguyen's old Subaru on laughing gas
 He says he hasn't lost a patient yet
 He smokes it up around the corner where you gave up trying to guess
 What goes on in other peoples heads
 It's hard to tell
 How far you are from knowing your heart
 It's hard to tell
 How far you are from knowing your heart
 It's hard to tell
 Under the stars and the sun
 You feel it all coming undone
 You can pretend it's a game
 Under a brand new pair of shades
 You can pretend it's a game
 A pressure drop in your brain
 And now we're gonna buy those shades
 We're coming in to land
 And straight away the man's proposing that the world is flat
 It's also square and it ain't going anywhere
 Well we can see it's full of squares
 Not gonna argue with that
 And now we're laughing in the window of his old bong shop
 Selling cheap shit sham knock off hand bags brands
 And he's explaining how we're living in a simulation
 So why not buy a pair of Chinese Ray Bans?
 How far you are from knowing your heart
 It's hard to tell
 How far you are from knowing your heart
 How far you are from knowing your heart
 How far you are from knowing your heart
 How far you are from knowing your heart
 It's really hard to tell
 How far you are from knowing your heart
 How far you are from knowing your heart
 How far you are from knowing your heart
 

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Duration
06:42
Key
11
Tempo
149 BPM

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