Lyrics Tom Thum:] "If you're feeling low then give it a go! Try Lambert's Sniffing Salts today" [Suffa:] You know when you're doing a song about a small town You gotta start it with a cliche, you know what I'm sayin' Time moves a little slower here The paint peels 'cause the summers here are so severe And we're nowhere near no where you would know of Locals here pride, they show up just to show off Four men take a load off, just to watch the day go by Philosophizing with their friends like they're Plato They prophecize on the bench by the main road, right They got advice; I'm like "Ayo, if you say so guys." But what do they know, Fox News got 'em lit They're shockers, fundamentalists, the new communists A girl with a shopping list, clutch her handbag close I'm like "damn man" then it's all backhands, jokes 'Cause I'm a gentlemen, but then again most of us are First name basis in the bank, the post-office, the bar The grocery, parks, hey lady I ain't tryna grab your pension The old men on the bench hum [Tom Thum:] "Direct from the transistor radio in your lounge room. It's the entertainment that the whole family can enjoy." "Well I say looking slick will do the trick so try Barry's Brylcreem cream today!" [Montaigne & Suffa:] Well lets go, lets go We're living in the days when everybody sayin' "What a time to be alive" But I'm feeling out of place like I live in outer space 'Cause it seems I'm stuck in time It's like we ride through life Right in the shadow of the cold war It gets so quiet at night Like martial law took a hold of '55. [Suffa:] Time moves a little slower here A day feels like a week, a weekend feels like it could go a year And we're nowhere near nothing, man it's so true I don't tell 'em where I'm from, I tell 'em where I'm close to And I can go through an Atlas and show you on a map but You'd still look me sideways and treat me like I'm backwards But that's just fine, it so happens I'm Happy living in a city that is trapped in time While you're lined up in traffic I'm Not panicked 'bout transit, I'm back in time For a TV dinner and an early night 'Cause we get dressed to travel, got an early flight Been doing laps of the earth while doing laps of the sun Tryna put where I'm at on the map 'cause where I'm from Would never get a mention, but all that and then some Once again the old men on the bench hum [Tom Thum:] "And across the country they came in waves. Thousands upon thousands of flying discs descending from the planet Mars." "For the closest shave try a Wilson's razor today." [Montaigne & Suffa:] Well lets go, lets go We're living in the days when everybody sayin' "What a time to be alive" But I'm feeling out of place like I live in outer space 'Cause it seems I'm stuck in time It's like we ride through life Right in the shadow of the cold war It gets so quiet at night Like martial law took a hold of '55 [Montaigne:] Where I go, where I go This will always be home, no matter Where I go, where I go This will always be home, no matter Where I go, where I go This will always be home, no matter Where I go, where I go This will always be home [Tom Thum:] "If you can't beat the summer heat then what you need is a Wordell's. Wordell Refrigerators: the cooler choice." "The dieting revolution taking the world by storm." [Montaigne & Suffa:] Well Montaigne lets go We're living in the days when everybody sayin' "What a time to be alive" But I'm feeling out of place like I live in outer space 'Cause it seems I'm stuck in time It's like we ride through life Right in the shadow of the cold war It gets so quiet at night Like martial law took a hold of '55
