LYRIC

Get up early every morning just to put your make up on
The wardrobe's full of useless clothes, your winter coats are gone
The jackal pack is feeding, the motorway sweeps down
The council tries to bribe the rich just to stay in town

Chorus: Get me out, get me out of this place
Get me out of this trap, get me out of my brain

Ysidro down to Melbourne, the pressure starts to build
The bullets fly at random when you least expect they will
Everybody feels guilty so anyone can pay
I'm just surprised it doesn't happen every bloody day

Chorus: Get me out, get me out of this place
Get me out of this trap, get me out of my brain

So here come the nineties, the temperature is rising
I cannot seem to lose the stains when I wash my hands
One world is rising and one world is dying
And one has got it's precious head buried in the sand

Chorus: Get me out, get me out of this place
Get me out of this trap, get me out of my brain

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