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lyrics
So I’m back home, I’ve saved up, I’m back in the black,
I need to move out, I can’t stand the family’s pad,
All these arguments we’re always fucking having are sad,
Aggy and mad, man I can’t fkn handle my dad,
So been looking for somewhere to live,
With nothing to give, but a homebrew kit and two hundred and six,
Bucks for this shit, a week’s rent, gas and the water,
Man, I can’t afford another buck for a crib,
And I’m messy as hell, don’t get me wrong, ain’t like I’m smelly,
But who wants a room that looks like New Delhi,
Each place is either too much, too far or too hard,
Feels like Goldilocks, and I gotta choose fast,
But whatever, I got my centrelink pay,
I head to a job that I like every day,
Weekends hit, man, I’ll probably be out with my mates,
Fuck it man, life’s looking better every day.
First world problems, we’ve all got them in spades,
So if you see me, I’m probably gonna complain,
Tell me to shut the hell up, ‘cos I’ve got it my way,
We all smiles, hail, sun, foggy or rain.
First world problems, we’ve all got them in spades,
So if you see me, I’m probably gonna complain,
Tell me to shut the hell up, ‘cos I’ve got it my way,
We all smiles, hail, sun, foggy or rain.
So where the women at? I swear Melbourne’s one big sausage fest,
Europe was sick man, I was like, who want it next?
But the girls here harder to meet, and can’t be as sweet,
When I’ve got an ex back in London I hated to leave,
Had a few loose hook-ups, mistakes here and there of course,
It wouldn’t be me if I wasn’t tearing up the town,
But I swear, it’s just not the same as before,
I wake up thinking shit, man, I’m sick of getting round,
Dated one chick I sparked with, heart skipped,
Next minute, ex issues, oh shit, fuck this,
She sounded like me circa 2010, and we all know what a screw up I was back then,
But who cares man, this place is full of beautiful girls,
And the last year’s been full of them all over the world,
So for the moment, I’m all good, feet keep tapping,
I shouldn’t have to force love, man I know it’ll just happen.
First world problems, we’ve all got them in spades,
So if you see me, I’m probably gonna complain,
Tell me to shut the hell up, ‘cos I’ve got it my way,
We all smiles, hail, sun, foggy or rain.
First world problems, we’ve all got them in spades,
So if you see me, I’m probably gonna complain,
Tell me to shut the hell up, ‘cos I’ve got it my way,
We all smiles, hail, sun, foggy or rain.
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