♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪♪ There's a tower, it's tipping me off. ♪♪ ♪♪ It's scoured, it leans to the side. ♪♪ ♪♪ There's a bad break in your heart. ♪♪ ♪♪ That left a word, a taste in my mouth. ♪♪ ♪♪ And I'm better in Melbourne, cause I'm so far south. ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ You look around you. You look for the rain. ♪♪ ♪♪ Oh, it found you. You still look the same. ♪♪ ♪♪ And that's a mistake on your part. ♪♪ ♪♪ Now I'm afraid, I'm losing my touch. ♪♪ ♪♪ And I'm better in Melbourne, cause it knows to mind. ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ Shot tower. ♪♪ ♪♪ You're tipping me off. Dead flower. ♪♪ ♪♪ Look down on me. With a bad break in their heart. ♪♪ ♪♪ Cause they're afraid of losing their touch. ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ And they're better in Melbourne, cause they seem to mind. ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪
