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Something's going on round here,
But I'm not sure what it is,
Just a feeling I can't explain
On these mean and dirty streets;
Sitting in my car, crawling inch by inch
In this cold and dirty rain,
I think I'll just get outa here
And I won't come back again;
CHORUS;
I'm flyin' down the Gold Coast Highway,
Feelin' like I've grown into my wings,
The way they treat you here is just a shame
But I'll always remember
The simple things
There are cowboys in this town
Who'll make a mess of you,
They only want to put you down,
Because they can't face the truth;
Everybody talks so much,
But no- one's listening,
That's why they're all so out of touch
And their words don't mean a thing
