Chris Bailey - Brisbane (Security City) lyrics

Thirteen hot nights in a row The cops drive past and they move slow A million people staying low With mangoes ripe, who needs to grow? I don't want it let down My own hopes for this town It's so hard to get around Lots of cars but not much sound In town Lot's of junk on the radio Just take a look and you will know I start to feel I'm being used In a scheme that's been hidden from public view I don't want it let down My own hopes for this town It's so hard to get around Lots of cars but not much sound In town It's always guarded by the sea Our prison island is not free Our hope goes but is still there It doesn't alter if you stare Living room isolation Extraordinary situation I see police but where's the crime? We're just like convicts doing time Thirteen hot nights in a row The cops drive past and they move slow I start to feel I'm being used In some scheme that's been hidden from public view I don't want it let down my own hopes for this town It's so hard to get around Lots of cars but not much sound In town....