1955

[Interlude 1: Tom Thum] "If you’re feeling low, then give it a go! Try Lambert’s Sniffing Salts today" [Intro: Suffa] 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... [Verse 1: Suffa] 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 [Interlude 2: Tom Thum] "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!" [Chorus: Montaigne & Suffa] 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 [Verse 2: Suffa] 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 [Interlude 3: Tom Thum] "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." [Chorus: Montaigne & Suffa] 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 [Bridge: Montaigne] 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 [Interlude 4: Tom Thum] "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." [Chorus: Montaigne & Suffa] 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