Cold Chisel Misfits Lyrics

Misfits Lyrics

Misfits

 Cold Chisel

 

 Surfboards through the turnstiles

 Speedboats on the bay

 All around the seagulls scream

 Children out to play

 The ferry sits like a holiday

 As the harbours heaves and sweats

 Like the faded jeans and tubetops

 On the manly nymphets

 On the beach I'm called aparral

 In the west I'm a fast young fool

 In the church I'm irresponsible

 In the clubs I'm called uncool

  

 Well youth is my advantage

 Anonymity my reward

 While the world's being measured

 For a uniform

 It's my luxury to be ignored

  

 Misfit, baby misfit

 I roll it round my mind

 They tear apart this teenage heart

 To see what they might find

 Misfit, baby misfit

 I roll it round my mind

  

 Last long weekend we were hoonin' around

 Had a party round at Monica's place

 She played Mozart with my feelings

 And havoc with my face

 And the working woman in the house next door

 Rang the police around ten

 She'd give twenty years off the end of her life

 Just to be sixteen again

 

 

 

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