Song Lyrics

• This Town

  White picket fences, electric defences
  Won’t keep the thieves away
  Bars on the windows, but still the wind blows
  It blew the kids away
  Everyone’s drinking, what are they thinking
  Just to make it through the day
  It's dusty and hot, like it or not
  Things just go that way
  
  This town, is big enough for Martha
  Arthur’s got no need to complain
  People here don’t talk about the weather
  People here got something else to say
  
  White bread and stubbies, twisties and cigarettes
  All part of everyday
  Vinyl recliners, truck stop diners
  They’ve got to make it pay
  The bills still pile up, half a mile up
  The road to gone insane
  Packed up and slowly they're going nowhere
  It’s easier to stay
  
  In this town, it’s big enough for Martha
  And Arthur’s got no need to complain
  The people here don’t talk about the weather
  People here don’t want a thing to change
  
  The pop-up toaster, the Beatles poster
  It could be any century
  The friendly neighbour, a hard day’s labour
  Starts to sound like history
  No one expectant, there’s no contraception
  They got satellite T.V.
  Things won't change here, and another leap year
  Is just another leap of faith (for)
  
  This town, it’s big enough for Martha
  And Arthur’s got no need to complain
  People here won't talk about the weather
  The people here don’t want a thing to change (no)
  Not in this town, it’s big enough for Martha
  And Arthur’s got no need to complain
  People don’t just talk about the weather
  People here got something else to say
  People here got something else to say
  

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