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Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Munted Chunts
Songwriter
Lyrics
42 K's to Frankston, gonna get shanked tonight
42 K's to Frankston, boy will it give you a fright
42 K's to Frankston, you better lock your car
42 K's to Frankston, run away mate run far
Making my way down to the station
Taking the Frankston line
Sitting down waiting for the train
Better be here on time
I hop onboard, I sit inside
People looking glassy eyed
Driver gets off to take a piss
Gonna be here for a while
42 K's to Frankston, gonna get shanked tonight
42 K's to Frankston, boy will it give you a fright
42 K's to Frankston, you could write a song about it
42 K's to Frankston, really is a piece of shit
Riding on the train now going to Frankston
Tags scrawled over the walls
The glass is scratched and the seats are torn
Carriage smells worse than the stalls
Faces staring out the windows
Watching the trees go by
Franga station's commin up
This is the end of the line
42 K's to Frankston, they're putting rails in the sky
42 K's to Frankston, it'll make you break down and cry
42 K's to Frankston, probably stay away from the beach
42 K's to Frankston, don't want needles in your feet
I'm only 42
Give or take a few
42 k's away
42 K's to Frankston, you can smell the drugs from here
42 K's to Frankston, people getting high by the pier
42 K's to Frankston, you could get robbed and no one would care
42 K's to Frankston, why would you wanna go there
Written by: Munted Chunts