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lirik lagu australian dream – the pretty littles

[verse 1]
here’s a version of the australian dream
some outer suburb in the 1950’s
exchanging pleasantries like a sport
keep it polite, keep it short
firm handshakes, have a nice day
oh, would you look at that, it might be rain
ahhh*ah, ahhh*ah, ahhh*ah, ahhh*ah

[verse 2]
they had a few kids, frank had a good job, they looked the part
he wasn’t a doctor, or a lawyer, but not far off
church on sunday, the kids they were bright enough
nothing for the neighbours to talk about
ahhh*ah, ahhh*ah, ahhh*ah, ahhh*ah

[verse 3]
but then dot changed after the last child came along
her behaviour became erratic in her brain with some static
and she gave the neighbours something to talk about
all the eyebrows started raising over cuppas, scones, and raisins
just a few bad days they’d say, she’ll be right as rain

[chorus]
spooked like a horse in a passing storm
look away be the lovable larakin
look away like we have from the beginning
oh, sleep*walking through your australian dream
[verse 4]
the old holden started to shake until the wheels fell off
something wasn’t right, the numbers weren’t stacking up
there’s post*traumatic stressors and financial pressures
and all those kids howling for attention
all those things that people just couldn’t mention
weak, soft as b*ll*cks, stop seeking attention
two world wars fought and won, the dark days were over
all those boys died so we could live in peace and prosperity
everything’s depressing for you and me
and all those aches and pains, they’re just tricks of the mind
they’re illusions, a waste of time
oh, sleep*walking through your australian dream

[verse 5]
they put dot in a home, sent her off to the funny farm
her problems couldn’t be fixed with a walk around the block
they found her in the middle of the street, crying out
“aren’t we lucky, ain’t life sweet?”
frank couldn’t deal with the mess
the kids were sent away with the shame of it
one of them was orphaned, the youngest with mrs gordon
around the corner, the eldest he was six
stayed at home, looking around
wondering where everyone had f*cking gone
[chorus]
spooked like a horse in a passing storm
look away be the lovable larakin
look away like we have from the beginning
oh, sleep*walking through your australian dream
the mirage at the bottom of all your talking

[verse 6]
after a few years, things became stable
it was put down as a suburban bad dream
in some outer suburb in the 50’s
a speed hump, an anomaly
a strange turn in the quest for normality
in the end they achieved their goal
everyone including the neighbours stopped talking about the entire episode

[verse 7]
but what of the hangover, the dodgy foundations supporting the next generation?
all those things i’ve mentioned, misremembered
to embarrassed to admit, to committed to a concept to express doubt in it
and anyway we’ve got all those photos hanging on the wall
but don’t the eyes say it all?
don’t the eyes say more than the smiles ever could?

[chorus]
spooked like a horse in a passing storm
look away be the lovable larakin
look away like we have from the beginning
oh, sleep*walking through your australian dream
the mirage at the bottom of all your talking
how do we fix something so broken?
how do you fix something so broken?
and why are the giant wings woken?
yeah why are the giant wings woken?
ahhh*ah, ahhh*ah, ahhh*ah, ahhh*ah
ahhh*ah, ahhh*ah, ahhh*ah, ahhh*ah

- the pretty littles

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