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Dictated to by empty streets, chain stores and big machinesthe snow falls hard on soft debris and I know this town don't envy meand the locals all seem nice enoughbut they cross streets I dare not walkI'll drive the extra couple of blocksand stop when I am told to stop And everyone in this shitty bar is just trying to sink their teeth into everybody elsegive me East London summer, give me North Melbourne summerNothing makes you feel more alive than being surrounded by things that have recently diedand on this goddamn bitter cold late November nightthe kids put on their coats to go and see the Christmas lightsin the urban undeveloped wastelands of Michigansleet falls on my jacket teeth are chattering againand the locals all drink and love, fight when they have drunk too muchthe kids look like they grew up knowing how to take a punchand the month old front pages from local newspapers danceon the lonely winds around empty lobbies of once great buildingsAnd everyone in this shitty bar is just trying to sink their teeth into everybody elsegive me East London summer, give me North Melbourne summerlet's be anything let's be lovers we'll take care of one anotherlive like the people I looked up to in the time when I was happierAnd now I'm smoking weed in New York CitySongtextein the land of happy-ever afters and dreams come trueI pass out piss drunk on the floor of a motel roomwake up shivering and thinking about youand I'm tiredI'm so tired Aus Songtexte Mania