Powderfinger
Hindley Street
[Verse 1]
A gentle winter haze creeps in at three-forty-four
The Hindley Street parade shuffles to my door

[Verse 2]
The hotel décor shades are always poorly sewn
Twenty five in thirty days makes this room feel like home

[Bridge]
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na

[Verse 3]
The western ocean breeze kick starts another day
And under brewed bag tea, no matter where you get it
Always seems to leave that taste

[Verse 4]
The Todd Street Mall Café is here to save the day
Why should I complain when everybody else is overworked and underpaid?

[Bridge]
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na

[Chorus]
Days keep rolling over
Escape to the undercover
Soon it'll all be over
And we can start again, again
[Bridge]
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na

[Bridge]
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na

[(Bridge) / Chorus]
(na-na-na) Days keep rolling over
(na-na-na-na) Escape to the undercover
(na-na-na) Soon it will all be over
(na-na-na-na) And we can start again, again

[Outro]
Na-na-na
Can you just do it for me again?
Oh, oh baby I can do it all night