I went back down to King St, Lauren
To buy myself a new guitar
and I saw the pawn shop owner’s daughter
with her arms around a VCR.
Fat c*nt sittin’ back with a belly full of strings
All hocked off and dodgy
Some girl’s gonna see those ukes
and then paint herself like Zooey.
Little hipster kids on a bridge up on City Road
They're unbalanced but they can climb
Like their fathers before them they’ll
watch the rain from Fisher Level 9
Shine your light on me Mr. Manning Bar
Cause as soon as all this pack rain stops
I’m headed down to drink some Tooheys New
and meet this random girl I wanna f**.
Not you, someone else.
Lauren, it’s been so long
I feel bad even calling you that
It feels so stifled and artificial now
It feels paternal and old hat.
There’s a sharehouse down on Lyons Rd
Where you took my first time as a kind of joke
You lit a light up for my love luck and then
23 years clean went up in smoke.
Lauren, I left my girl at an Enmore Road junction
and I came out to Green Square here
To face the dream’s malfunction
Love’s a repetitious danger
That you’d think I would’ve become accustomed to
Well I do accept the changes
Like a robot; too well, just like I used to do.
A guy I used to know just overdosed
In a park where I used to play
Hadn’t thought about him for years & years
But you know I felt sad anyway.
Been callin’ up girls every day this week
All emotion and abstraction
While my ex is on a five-day-bender
as we forge paths to satisfaction.
Expanding circles invisible
But you know, there’s better results around here
Nothing but lobsters and formal dresses
In the Tinderous air, around Green Square.
No reception in S225
So frustrating in that modern style
When you’re mad with interdependence
Quick tantrums of love and lume.
Unrelated but technically not a lie
Implications and wishful thinking
Digital love, a meaningful like
Photos attached to statistics
Quick! Get on this dick.
When we were kids in Gladesville, Lauren
I went to every gig in this one horse town
I'm just over it lately
The scene just brings me down.
Half these buildings are empty
But there's a twenty-year plan to make this into a thing
So maybe Green Square is just like me
Full of coffee, sittin’ round
Half empty and thinkin’ big.
See, I didn’t just call you so we could hook up
Though of course, it was part thereof
It’s been so good to see you after all these years
and I admire what you’re doing with yourself
Cause there’s a wide world of noble causes
And Sydney suburbs to discover
But all I really want to do right now is…