You smile to yourself as you ride past the panel beaters New piece since last night, early morning on the bike 8 hours in the shop most days of the week Maintaining food on your plate And your place in the street Keep one eye on the clock until you're ready to bail Learned long ago never to rely on City Rail When you ride the Sydney system, you're up there with the best Laughing out loud at that ridiculousness Past the park with the Tai Chi stretchers and yoga heads And the people with the bottles and the benches for beds Hell for leather down Crown, hold your breath at the lights Keepin oxide from your your lungs and keep it fresh for the mike Band practice tonight to try and keep the set tight But before then spend time with the love of your life Got priorities right, maintaining love with respect There's a thousand roads to travel but you know your direction Same line, same day, all on the same track We cross paths but barely interact You've got no time to chit chat, got a schedule to keep Shooting straight across the city and you're dodging the sheep Its the same line, same day, all on the same track We cross paths but barely interact One more 24 hour stretch, from daylight to dusk and dusk down to desk Waiting for the 428, ragged old suit, briefcase looks much older than his age Like to catch the bus home, not concerned by the traffic and the lights and the ticket price hikes, Kinda, like the bus, no one talks that much Keep the conversations hushed, the citys pretty at dusk Most faces are expressionless, pressing the bell While peek hour breathes perfume that you just can't sell From Central, up to King St Window washers hustle all the cars, The bus driver just looks and laughs I pass pools and parks and pass people by He's content, never meeting with no reason why He has a cold yet comfortable welcome at home A little bachelor pad, a goldfish and a phone Where he'll go back to sleep and dream and wake up at 8 Get prepared, catch the bus back to work again Its like same line, same day, all on the same track We cross paths but barely interact One more 24 hour stretch, from daylight to dusk and dusk down to desk Same line, same day, all on the same track We cross paths but barely interact Its all I ask of this complex town, Share a tale or two and watch the sun go down The sun set so fast I didn't see it happen Like I look back on days just to see the patterns See the way the last rays of the day are scattered In such a different way to when I first sat here Another beer? You know the more some things change The more some things are bound to stay the same Its a shame about those units across the street though We used to get that much more light in the arvo Still its still a good place to sit for a while Even if these days I don't quite fit the style Its the people I come here for though, not the decor And they don't seem to think of me as too much of an old bore I used to live round the corner But then the rent got too dear, so I moved from here Still its not so far to come for a beer I'm not a local, but I'm still a local here Same line, same day, all on the same track We cross paths but barely interact You've got no time to chit chat, got a schedule to keep Shooting straight across the city and you're dodging the sheep Same line, same day, all on the same track We cross paths but barely interact Its all I ask of this complex town, Share a tale or two and watch the sun go down