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?