Fucking plane, fuck off
Ah

Here's to the city that makes you feel small
There's a million-dollar wave that's breaking on the shore
'Cause I couldn't be the one
To buy a yacht and sail it in the sun ('Cause)
That's a lie
Melaleuca lines the streets
We're more than ten K's from the beach
But I still can't afford to sleep where I grew up
We know this land's as old as time
But there's a bridge that still divides
Between who owns it and stole it for it their own

Get me off, I don't likе this ride
Get me off and I'll tеll you why
Growing up, felt the city cry
Growing up in a place not mine
So get me off, feel my chest go tight
Get me off, feel the lights so bright
Growing up, you were left or right
Growing up in a land not mine

Here's to the city that's always taking more
There's a million other folks, they're begging at the door
And when I was fourteen, I thought that me all my friends
Would be ones to put the rich against the wall (As if)
Now I'll never be the one to make that kinda call
And shit's gotten much worse than my school uniform
(Hope today I get paid, ah, so I can day a day off)
(Hope today I get paid, ah, so I can day a day off)

Get me off, I don't like this ride
Get me off and I'll tell you why
Growing up, felt the city cry
Growing up in a place not mine
So get me off, feel my chest go tight
Get me off, feel the lights so bright
Growing up, you were left or right
Growing up in a land not mine

Get me off, I don't like this ride
Get me off and I'll tell you why
Growing up, felt the city cry
Growing up in a place not mine
So get me off, feel my chest go tight
Get me off, feel the lights so bright
Growing up, you were left or right
Growing up in a land not mine