A.O.

[Chorus]
(A.O.) Children mustn't know
That we're living in a city that's built on bones
(A.O.) Hola, amigo
Please enjoy this city before it explodes
(A.O.) Here we, here we go
It's a pity it's a feeling I can't control
(A.O.) The children mustn't know
This is adults only, adults only, adults only

[Verse 1]
Kookaburra sits in a tree I named
You can feel the sorrow, I can feel the shame
'Cause there's no-one laughing 'round here no more but he
I flew back to the coast on New Year's Day
Little plane tossed 'round by a southerly
And when I stepped outside, the streets were clean

[Pre-Chorus]
But I know deep down, lies undiscovered
Past the bone foundations of a town corrupted
Under creaking piers, under iron cover
Past the concrete crown of a million lovers
Past strutting and swagger, under coreless rubble
Past torn-down shanties of forgotten troubles
Through its ills and evils, past rants and ravings
Lies the cold dark soul of an emerald city, I

[Chorus]
(A.O.) Children mustn't know
That we're living in a city that's built on bones
(A.O.) Hola, amigo
Please enjoy this city before it explodes
(A.O.) Here we, here we go
It's a pity it's a feeling I can't control
(A.O.) The children mustn't know
This is adults only, adults only

[Verse 2]
Walking through the streets, I could feel its sting
Metal blue snakes screaming 'round this head I'm in
Keeps railing all the way to bed
And from the time it sleeps to its dawn awake
City's dreams rang out like a melody
"I finally recognise the tune," he said

[Pre-Chorus]
Through fears and fervour, past lies and secrets
Of ink-stained, panic-stricken five-star heathens
Under storms of hell, through tropical fevers
Excitement of the first days of bushfire seasons
All those planning disasters, monuments to the masters
And the dog dark dealings of its backroom bastards
Every long-lost dream, every failed endeavour
Every ice beer trail of a rum rebellion
Now I (A.O.) huddle, 'cause it feels a pity
Watching New Year's colours rain down on a city
(A.O.) Where our beautiful beaches suffer photo ops
To watch schizophrenic tourists get shot by cops
(A.O.) Generation of kids with the toughest teeth
Still haunted by visions of chalk in ink
Where dearest (A.O.) little old ladies die afraid and alone
Now surrounded by yuppies, small bars and coke, I

[Chorus]
(A.O.) Children mustn't know
That we're living in a city that's built on bones
(A.O.) Hola, amigo
Please enjoy this city before it explodes
(A.O.) Here we, here we go
It's a pity it's a feeling I can't control
(A.O.) The children mustn't know
This is adults only, adults only, adults only, adults only