Lyrics
Veranda and the hot tar
Gyprock and gum trees
45 degrees in the drought
There was snakes on the grass
When the storm's rolling in
Billy cart from the tip
Dad did not like the rich
But we rolled it down the hill
It was fun as a kid
Getting toys from the tip
And underneath the dark clouds
That's where we'd swim
Telephone polls in the cane field
Sweating by the sea, there was humidity
There was snakes at the beach, at the workplace
Snakеs by the dam, I was rolling in the mud
I was feral, I still am
And thеre's snakes in the dunny
There was snakes in the shed
There was snakes at the house
There was snakes in the chook pen
Snakes at the vet, snakes in the shed
Where we all slept our heads
Where the four of us rest
There was snakes in the long grass
I submit to change
But I know how I was raised
Shed my skin just like the snake
And I worked at IGA
And it was great, snakes
Dad was a craney and mum worked and studied
I was swimming in the brunny
I was buckteeth and pale
I like work more than education
Doesn't mean that I am stupid
I just like my independence
Wasn't a loser, definitely a loner
Working at the workplace
IGA and big snakes
Shed in the chook pen snakes
I submit to change
I am just like the snake
Shed my skin, I'd like to change
But I know just how I was raised
Snake, snake
Worked at the IGA
Now I'm a famous cunt
Snakes, snakes, snakes
Snakes, snakes, snakes
