Root - Crown Tower Blues lyrics

I've got the blues, Crown Tower blues I've got the blues, Crown Tower blues Ain't got no shirt, ain't got no shoes Well these people here, they treat me fine Well these people here, they treat me fine They bring me beer, they bring me wine Well I'm going back - to my family I'm going back - to my family I left them somewhere in carpark level three I've got the blues, Crown Tower blues I've got the blues, Crown Tower blues Ain't got no shirt, ain't got no shoes Woah the pokies Woah the pokies Woah the pokies That's what its all about Let me hear you say: Woah the pokies Woah the pokies Woah the pokies That's what its all about Do the stoney brokey, Spent the kids' school fees, Loan defaulty, Kneecap injury, Foreclosed mortgagey, Wife takes the family, Skidrow society, Help, police inquiry, Month in solitary, Reek of sodomy, Chemical dependancy, Brotherhood bin residency, yeah, End of the ropey, Swinging blokey, Hokey pokie, yeah, That's what it's all about