Hilltop Hoods, Tom Thum , Montaigne - 1955 lyrics

"If you’re feeling low
Then give it a go! Try
Lambert’s Sniffing Salts today"

You know when you're doing a
Song about a small town
You gotta start it with a cliché
You know what I'm sayin'? Like

Time moves a little slower here
The paint peels
'cause the summers here are so severe
And we're nowhere near nowhere
You would know of locals here ride
They show up just to show off
Old men take a load off
Just to watch the day go by
Philosophising with their friends
Like they're Plato
They prophecise on the bench
By the main road, right


They got advice I’m like 'Ayo, if you say so
Guys'
But what do they know? Fox News got 'em lit
They’re shook
'cause fundamentalist the new communist
Old girl with her shopping list
Clutch her handbag close
I’m like 'Damn, ma'am Dan
This old bag has jokes'
'Cause I'm a gentleman, but then again
Most of us are first name basis in the
Bank, the post-office, the bar
The grocer, the park, so lady
I ain’t tryna grab your pension
The old men on the bench hum

"Direct from the transistor radio in
Your lounge room It’s
The entertainment that the whole
Family can enjoy"
"Well, I say, looking slick
Will do the trick
So try Barry’s Brylcreem today!"

Well, let's go, let's go
We're living in the days
When everybody sayin'
"What a time to be alive"
But I'm feeling out of place like
I live in outer space
'Cause it seems I'm stuck in time
It's like we ride through life
Right in the shadow of the Cold War
It gets so quiet at night
Like martial law took a hold y'all, '55

Time moves a little slower here
A day feels like a week, a week
It feels like it could go a year
And we're nowhere near nothing, man
It's so true
I don't tell 'em where I'm from
I tell 'em where I'm close to
And I can go through an atlas and
Show you on a map but
You'd still look at me sideways and
Treat me like I'm backwards
But that's just fine, it so happens I'm
Happy living in a city that
Is trapped in time
While you're lined up in traffic, I'm
Not panicked 'bout transit, I'm back in time
For a TV dinner and an early night
'Cause we get dressed to travel
Got an early flight
Been doing laps of the earth while
Doing laps of the sun
Tryna put where I'm at on the
Map 'cause where I'm from
We never get a mention
But all that and then some
Once again, the old men on the bench hum

"And across the country
They came in waves thousands
Upon thousands of
Flying discs descending from the planet Mars"
"For the closest shave
Try a Wilson’s razor today"

Well, let's go, let's go
We're living in the days
When everybody sayin'
"What a time to be alive"
But I'm feeling out of place like
I live in outer space
'Cause it seems I'm stuck in time
It's like we ride through life
Right in the shadow of the Cold War
It gets so quiet at night
Like martial law took a hold y'all, '55

Where I go, where I go
This will always be home, no matter
Where I go, where I go
This will always be home, no matter
Where I go, where I go
This will always be home, no matter
Where I go, where I go
This will always be home

"If you can't beat the summer heat
Then what you need is a Wordell's
Wordell Refrigerators: the cooler choice"
"The dieting revolution taking the
World by storm"

Well, Montaigne, let's go
We're living in the days
When everybody sayin'
"What a time to be alive"
But I'm feeling out of place like
I live in outer space
'Cause it seems I'm stuck in time
It's like we ride through life
Right in the shadow of the Cold War
It gets so quiet at night
Like martial law took a hold y'all, '55