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hilltop hoods, montaigne & tom thumb - 1955 lyrics

time moves a little slower here
the paint peels ’cause the summers here are so severe
and we’re nowhere near no where you would know of

locals here pride, they show up just to show off
four men take a load off, just to watch the day go by
philosophising with their friends like they’re plato
they prophecise on the bench by the main road, right
they got advice; i’m like ‘ayo, if you say so guys’
but what do they know, fox news got ’em lit
they’re shockers, fundamentalists, the new communists
a girl with a shopping list, clutch her handbag close
i’m like ‘d-mn man’ then it’s all backhands, jokes
’cause i’m a gentleman, but then again most of us are
first name basis in the bank, the post-office, the bar
the grocery, parks, hey lady i ain’t tryna grab your pention
the old men on the bench hum

well let’s go, and let’s go
we’re living in the days when everybody sayin’
‘what a time to be alive’
but i’m feeling out of place like i live in outer sp-ce
’cause it seems i’m not stuck in time
it’s like we ride through life
right in the shadow of a cold war
it gets so quiet at night
like to martial law took a hold of ’55.

time moves a little slower here
a day feels like a week, a weekend feels like it could go a year
and we’re nowhere near nothing, man it’s so true
i don’t tell ’em where i from, i tell ’em where i’m close to
and i can go through an atlas and show you on a map but
you’d still look me sideways and treat me like i’m backwards
but that’s just fine, it so happens i’m
happy living in a city that is trapped in time
while you’re lined up in traffic i’m
not panicked ’bout transit, i back in time
for a tv dinner and an early night
‘ cause we get dressed to travel, got an early flight
been doing laps of the earth while doing laps of the sun
tryna put where i’m at in the map ’cause where i’m from
would never get a mention, but all that and then some
once again the old men on the bench hum

well let’s go, let’s go
we’re living in the days when everybody sayin’
‘what a time to be alive’
but i’m feeling out of place like i live in outer sp-ce
’cause it seems i’m stuck in time
it’s like we rode through the life
right in the shadow of the cold war
it gets so quiet at night
like martial law took a hold of ’55.

where i go, where i go
this will always be home, no matter
where i go, where i go
this will always be home, no matter
where i go, where i go
this will always be home, no matter
where i go, where i go
this will always be home

well montague let’s go
we’re living in the days when everybody sayin’
‘what a time to be alive’
but i’m feeling out of place like i live in outer sp-ce
’cause it seems i’m stuck in time
it’s like we ride through life
right in the shadow of the cold war
it gets so quiet at night
like martial law took a hold of ’55.

- hilltop hoods montaigne tom thumb lyrics

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