The Bedroom Philosopher - Old Man At End lyrics

I'm comin to the end of my tram ride Not just talkin about Telstra Dome I'm about to check in with the big tram inspector in the sky When I get up there He's gonna ask me if I've got a ticket I'm gonna say my friend My ticket is the lines on my face He's gonna look into my eyes and say I believe you But don't forget to validate it I'll give him me biggest grin As I'm walkin past he'll Reach down into me pocket And pull out my hip flask And I'll go sh** He'll say I'm afraid you can't take that in where you're going Never mind Plenty of fresh stuff in at the bar In the bar will be all walks of life With our lives checked in at the door well We'll finally have a chance to sit down and have a yarn Find out what the hell it was all about Find out what the hell it was all about Find out what the hell it was all about I'm not sure this is the direction I wanted to be going in You can choose your friends But you can't choose your tramily If home is where the heart is Then I wear my heart on my sleeve So everyone is welcome to visit