Powderfinger - Hindley Street lyrics

In at three forty - four

The Hindley Street parade

Shuffles to my door

The hotel decor shades

Are always poorly sewn

Twenty five in thirty days

Makes this room feel like home

Na na na

Na na na na

Na na na

Na na na na

The western ocean breeze

Kick starts another day

And under brewed bag of tea no matter where you get it

Always seems to leave that taste

The Todd Street mall cafe

Is here to save the day

Why should i complain

When everybody else is over worked and underpaid

Na na na

Na na na na

Na na na

Na na na na

Days keep rolling over

Escape to the undercover

Soon it will al be over

And we can start again