Tasmania

Hey, ain't you clever to be loaded in?

Pursed lips and exploded

I heard a click and noted, I froze and floated

Just to check in how my gums have eroded

You didn't look like you were joking

When you said you're into choking

Well, I guess if we're not smoking

Then you gotta get your kicks

Well, I gave what I had to give, with forty-eight hours in Tel-Aviv

Seems these kids just wanna live and let live

So take my love and get your kicks with it

I might, I might go shack up in Tasmania

Before the ozone goes

And paradise burns in Australia

Who knows? Who knows?

Good luck with the service

I know you don't deserve this

By the time I've heard this, I'll be far, far

Just another antipodean

But to Americans, I'm an alien

Dyed his hair again

How could I know where I've been

When I don't know who I am?

I might, I might go shack up in Tasmania

Before the ozone goes

And paradise burns in Australia

Who knows? Who knows?

I wanna breathe, I wanna breathe real air again

I wanna go back, wanna go back

I wanna breathe, I wanna breathe

I left my phone in Sydney

'Cause all the stress outdid me

Should I be worried 'bout my kidney or worried 'bout war?