that's the difficulty of growing up too young when your brain's on your sleeve and your heart's on the tip of your tongue it's no fun being the only child running wild through Frankston scabbing darts freestyle home is where the heart is or that's what I'm told or that's what the books said trying to capture my soul but it's hard to look ahead when teacher's holding you back then you sy 'fuck it' drop out and then that's that a year later you're 16 milling about not much to do in Frankston when you've got no clout mum and dad still fighting maybe they'll get divorced at least you've got your boys with to talk shit and covort dry wall peeling off curtains sagging like they got lame yellow wallpaper from the smoke stain room's been a mess since I got a D in eighth grade worked hard even studied but it was in vain

come around here every week/
mum and dad argue while we eat/
little brother gets the best toys/
never any soft serve for the boys/
kinda hard to look ahead/
when I can't even make my bed/
life's a game of tennis back and forth/
i get served at Mcdonald's Frankston North

city falling down in the dead of night/
car alarms gonna make me feel alright/
break another windows by moonlight/
sirens too far off to put up a fight/

wrote a hook the other day but I got no fish plenty more in the sea that could grant my wish but I've been stuck in this dead-end town since '96 wishing I could move away to find some better rhymes to mix but it's hard to look ahead when you're stuck on the dole can't even get a job stacking shelves at Coles they want a bachelor degree to let me dig a hole and if you think I'm going back to TAFE you're bout to get told I got no time for school when I'm out on the street because Frankston's the university of thinking on your feet like going down to 7/11 get something to eat and if you can't afford it just pinch it she'll be sweet I'm spitting game like 50 when I get on the mic and when I play at the Pelly there's infinite hype like a star in the sky my future's shining bright just hope it don't get cracked like Dad's taillight

got my license the other day,
honda civic in the driveway/
now I can go anywhere I pursue/
but only one place has a drivethru/
it’s kinda hard to look ahead/
when I can’t even make my bed/
life’s a game of tennis, back and forth/.
get served at McDonald’s Frankston North/

out of the house before my parents wake/
a little bit of love is all it takes/
saw a man in a hard hat take his break/
they're gonna gentrify this whole damn state/