Avi Misra

Lyrics

Walk up Smith Street
The ice head is losing it

The football gang’s
Rabid on the 86

Mullet Jim and Mohawk Jack
Smoke outside the Tote

And I feel so invisible
And I feel so invincible

The Wurrundjeri man’s
Ashamed of his beggary

Bespoke Lou and boutique Sam
Are sipping six dollar coffees

There's a bald white man
Fuming at the green store

There's a brown guard standing outside the Yoga floor
A yellow woman's selling cheap chicken by the score
There's an angry man screaming for the days of yore

And I feel so invisible
And I feel so invincible
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