ROOT! Crown Tower Blues lyrics

When I was younger, I used to sit on the couch with my mum
And we'd eat Mackintosh's Quality Street
And we'd watch Dean Martin on the piano
And then one day, the piano busted

I've got the blues, Crown Tower blues
I've got the blues, Crown Tower blues
Ain't got no shirt, ain't got no shoes

Well these people here, they treat me fine
Well these people here, they treat me fine
They bring me beer, they bring me wine

Well I'm going back - to my family
I'm going back - to my family
I left them somewhere in carpark level three

I've got the blues, Crown Tower blues
I've got the blues, Crown Tower blues
Ain't got no shirt, ain't got no shoes

Woah the pokies
Woah the pokies
Woah the pokies
That's what its all about


Let me hear you say:
Woah the pokies
Woah the pokies
Woah the pokies
That's what its all about

Do the stoney brokey,
Spent the kids' school fees,
Loan defaulty,
Kneecap injury,
Foreclosed mortgagey,
Wife takes the family,
Skidrow society,
Help, police inquiry,
Month in solitary,
Rim job sodomy,
Chemical dependancy,
Brotherhood bin residency, yeah,
End of the ropey,
Swinging blokey,
Hokey pokie, yeah,
That's what it's all about