Ready to Run Lyrics

All the leaves on the north side still cling on

While the rest turn to blood orange, cinnamon

Winter's making Melbournians feel like they're home

Late night revellers ears are still ringing from

Sticky carpets and amplified jubilation

And the bouncers make peace the drunken patrons

Sunday afternoon's making us nervous because

All that's left of the weekend is what wasn't done

And the prospect of facing what our life's become

Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh, ooooh

Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh, ooooh

Had a call from an old friend just yesterday

Said an old mate of ours had just passed away

By his own hand and found by the children he loved

My friend said we should all have a get together

Make some good from this bad ask about each other

You can call me a cynic, but we're all on our own

Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh

Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh

Through the muck and the dirt and the weeds and the scum

I have crawled on my knees to what I've now become

The sun's coming out and I'm ready to run