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A moment passes as life flows through glasses
And I hear laughter from the long grasses
Babes in baskets and drinking from casks
Now cigarette throats crackle and rasp
Asking questions about my family and folk and
A real conversation with no jingles or tokens
The circle is broken it's split wide open
Now a spliff is lit and the perimeter is floating
Lips that are split become angry and spit
Young back flipping pollies create a shit pit
Now swag's dragged away forms filled in with ink
With bolt cutters drawn they're snapping the link
The most social of cultures judged antisocial
For living with families out in the open
Where as we live in boxes preoccupied foxes
Yet nobody stops when an old lady crosses
Hey
The game's begun
The dice is rolled
Now move along
I said hey
The game's begun
The dice is rolled
Now who has won
As I look into the eyes of these old fellas
As they look up into mine these storytellers
For the richness of culture I get jealous
As we hold up the cup and we drink from the chalice
Legs spread cross-legged again in the park
Hard fed stories inspirational spark
Dragonflies rag now signaling dark
Over my shoulder yes a night patrol car
Mobs moving songs soothing path choosing soul bruising
Perimeter perusing has become a way of proving
Displacement adjacent to the concrete jungle
But once whispered currawongs and Warraguls
I can't help but be a little bit ropeable
Hey
The game's begun
The dice is rolled
Now move along
I said hey
The game's begun
The dice is rolled
Now who has won
I take flight with my bike and go cruise through the night
When confronted by shadows in an absence of light
My palms are getting sweaty I'm already forgetting
The netting of the bedding when the sun before setting
The shadows unravel telling stories of travel
And long shoeless walks across car parks of gravel
Oval smiles pasted dials
Worthwhile tales for conversational styles
While all the while our canines hit fences
An imaginary defence against walking a while
I dabble then I dibble when I'm stuck in the middle
Could you buy a vowel to help me solve this riddle?
Piddles and skiddles and seismic jiggles
Selectively alert and now plays the fiddle
Hey
The game's begun
The dice is rolled
Now move along
Hey
The game's begun
The dice is rolled
Now who has won
Hey
The game's begun
The dice is rolled
Now who has won
I said hey
The game's begun
The dice is rolled
Now who has won
Now who has won
A moment passes as life flows through glasses
And I hear laughter from the long grasses
Babes in baskets and drinking from casks
Now cigarette throats crackle and rasp
Asking questions about my family and folk and
A real conversation with no jingles or tokens
The circle is broken it's split wide open
Now a spliff is lit and the perimeter is floating
Lips that are split become angry and spit
Young back flipping pollies create a shit pit
Now swag's dragged away forms filled in with ink
With bolt cutters drawn they're snapping the link
The most social of cultures judged antisocial
For living with families out in the open
Where as we live in boxes preoccupied foxes
Yet nobody stops when an old lady crosses
Hey
The game's begun
The dice is rolled
Now move along
I said hey
The game's begun
The dice is rolled
Now who has won
As I look into the eyes of these old fellas
As they look up into mine these storytellers
For the richness of culture I get jealous
As we hold up the cup and we drink from the chalice
Legs spread cross-legged again in the park
Hard fed stories inspirational spark
Dragonflies rag now signaling dark
Over my shoulder yes a night patrol car
Mobs moving songs soothing path choosing soul bruising
Perimeter perusing has become a way of proving
Displacement adjacent to the concrete jungle
But once whispered currawongs and Warraguls
I can't help but be a little bit ropeable
Hey
The game's begun
The dice is rolled
Now move along
I said hey
The game's begun
The dice is rolled
Now who has won
I take flight with my bike and go cruise through the night
When confronted by shadows in an absence of light
My palms are getting sweaty I'm already forgetting
The netting of the bedding when the sun before setting
The shadows unravel telling stories of travel
And long shoeless walks across car parks of gravel
Oval smiles pasted dials
Worthwhile tales for conversational styles
While all the while our canines hit fences
An imaginary defence against walking a while
I dabble then I dibble when I'm stuck in the middle
Could you buy a vowel to help me solve this riddle?
Piddles and skiddles and seismic jiggles
Selectively alert and now plays the fiddle
Hey
The game's begun
The dice is rolled
Now move along
Hey
The game's begun
The dice is rolled
Now who has won
Hey
The game's begun
The dice is rolled
Now who has won
I said hey
The game's begun
The dice is rolled
Now who has won
Now who has won
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