Hindley Street lyrics
by Powderfinger



(Powderfinger/Fanning)A gentle winter hazecreeps in at three forty-fourthe Hindley St parade shuffles to my doorthe hotel decor shades are always poorly sewntwenty-five in thirty daysmakes this room feel like a homena na nana na nana na nana na na nathe western ocean breeze kick starts another dayand under brewed bag teano matter where you get it always seems to leave that tastethe Todd St mall cafe is here to save the daywhy should i complain everybody else is overworked and underpaidna na nana na na nana na nana na nadays keep rolling overescape to the undercoversoon it will all be overand we can start again