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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Karl Robertson
Drums
Phil Stack
Bass
Rai Thistlethwayte
Vocals
Sean Carey
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rai Thistlethwayte
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Don Bartley
Mastering Engineer
Lindsay Gravina
Producer
Rob Long
Engineer
Thirsty Merc
Producer
Lyrics
Munching on a ham and cheese sando in the morning on Friday
Cruising down the Pacific Highway
Thinkin' 'bout the day ahead
I paid the rent (check), got my registration and phone bill
If those two don't overthrow me the dogs will
But heck, at least I know the taste of bread
Why do I seem to spend my whole damn life chasing paper?
I'm like an actor-turned-singer-turned-waiter
I'll wait around until I meet with my maker
Then I'll sign up for AA or something
I just wish there was some other way to get myself somewhere
This little strip of earth and all that I've done there
I'm like a bull ant on the leg of a sunchair
Under a magnifying glass
I wish somebody would build a bridge
So I could get over myself
On my own I'm wasting my time
I take a phone call on the mobile while I'm checkin' the meter
One sec, I need to turn up that little speaker
It's getting noisy in this little town
We're like America, we love to make a hoo-ha of jack shit
I never ever really seemed to fit
But now I'm stuck - so deep in all of this
Come to think of it I might as well be travelling backwards
It's been an hour and I'm only in Chatswood
I hate the way that I'm becoming a product
Go pick me up for $24.95
I'm on sale and it's retail in the world of deception
You can treat a man if he can't get erections
Is there a pill for my lack of direction?
Thanks mate, I'll have a pack of those
I wish somebody would build a bridge
So I could get over myself
On my own I'm wasting my time
I wish somebody would build a bridge
So I could get over myself
On my own I'm losing my mind
Woo!
Yeah!
That's right!
It's all good, I got a broom and a cheap Persian rug now
I can sweep the whole thing outta my sight now
Outta sight, outta mind
I'll keep on going until I'm pushing 30 or 40
And as long as I don't do something naughty
I love my wife, what a life
She comes home to find me spread on the floor from blood poisoning
I popped a whole lot of pills and I'm shaking
And there's a needle sticking out of my arm, I ain't faking, I'm zoning in and zoning out
You wanna help me, don't call me an ambulance, honey
Just get a Silver Service cab, this is funny
Just one passenger, please, going up my own ass
You take credit card? Fuck this!
I wish somebody would build a bridge
So I could get over myself
On my own I'm wasting my time, yeah
I wish somebody would build a bridge
So I could get over myself
On my own I'm losing my mind, yeah
Yeah!
I wish somebody would build a bridge
So I could get over myself
On my own I'm wasting my time, yeah
I'm wasting my life
I wish somebody would build a bridge
So I could get over myself
On my own I'm losing my mind, yeah
Written by: Rai Thistlethwayte