Drives an R-X 7
Deals eccy on the coast
and snow to the lads
Give us a 100 mate
He draws the scales out of his black pencil case
and pockets exactly one-hundreth of what he owes Big Kev
Golf on Thursdays, on the course by 2
Takin me flexi's mate
Hey Hey its Saturday, down to the Everton to bet on the nags
$6.40 a win
$2.60 a place
Driving a truck for Fourex
Selling window cladding for 6 years
An army family next door with the broken trampoline and blow-up wading pool in the backyard.
"Shee-arne! Dinner's ready!"
"Shee-arne! Fuckin get in ere, will ya!"
Footy Training Wednesday nights
and we sing: "Go Home the Broncos" - (clap clap, clap CLAP clap)
back to the Everton for a couple
"Fuckin head on THAT mate!"
"Fuck me!"
"No - Fuck ME, mate."
Avon calling, let her in
Bruised face, the door of course, how silly of me.
frosted nails waving like wands
Try the Teal shadow - its really in this year
soap on a rope shaped like a golfball
one for me dad and one for grandpa
The 'Weed mate. Nah, Screaming Jets Mate.
Sharon's engagement party - "Ohmygod look at Cathy she's sooo drunk!"
Meeting up with the boys at the Casino after the bucks night at Players
"Ohmygod did ya hear they tied Beano to the stage and the girl went down on him?!"
Jeans and loafers. Beer and footy.
Heath and Pete and Davo and Shorty
and Bunno and Keith and Trev and Marty
Fat frump, pear shaped apparition pushing trolley down at Coles
12 bottles of coke, 3 loaves of white bread, a barbeque chicken and a box of chocolate teddy bear biscuits nearly eaten
Why do I bother?
Why am I here?
Meanwhile: "Jayden, save the rest till we get home!"
Roll after roll of lumpy fatty spread
Permed frizz and fuzz covered jumpers
Red nose she's got the flu
$10 packet of hair dye
Its all I'm worth
Muriel who wanted to make it
Mum's a racist, Dad's in the armchair
Its a try.
"You bloody beauty!"
Its cheeze and jatz, green pickles and kabana
And Pool parties in the eighties
Its high-fi heaven with Bolton, Elton and cock-suckin' Mariah
Blue Heelers drones on, cooing us to sleep
you're safe
you're safe
John Wood is looking after you
(and, if that's not enough, remember)
good Neighbours become good friends
Good-bye Porpoise Spit
Good-bye Janine's Hair and Beauty Salon, $10 cut for short hair.
Good-bye Stafford.
I've moved up in the world!
Stafford Heights. Stafford, but on the Hill.
- Neriman Kemal
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