[Verse 1]
I live in one of Sydney's least cool suburbs
According to some newspaper report
I'm the only guy under 25 in my suburb
The others all left cos they're really good at sport
[Middle 8]
You won't find art sold on street corners
And the coffee shops are mostly empty
Except for Grind and that Sutherland one
With black jeans and piercings aplenty
[Verse 2]
There will always be half a dozen weirdos
In every grade of two hundred-odd kids
We may not have authentic Kenyan restaurants
But we've got Chicken Ace and we know you wish you did
[Middle 8 #2]
Talking about your cutting edge d** and where to get the best
You ain't no more alive than me just cos you're renting in the inner west
[End part]
Tell all the beautiful lovebirds in Sydney's coolest suburbs
We're coming round to kick em out of their nest