Brisbane (Security City)

Thirteen hot nights in a row

The cops drive past and they move slow

A million people staying low

With mangoes ripe, who needs to grow?

I don't want it let down

My own hopes for this town

It's so hard to get around

Lots of cars but not much sound

In town

Lot's of junk on the radio

Just take a look and you will know

I start to feel I'm being used

In a scheme that's been hidden from public view

I don't want it let down

My own hopes for this town

It's so hard to get around

Lots of cars but not much sound

In town

It's always guarded by the sea

Our prison island is not free

Our hope goes but is still there

It doesn't alter if you stare

Living room isolation

Extraordinary situation

I see police but where's the crime?

We're just like convicts doing time

Thirteen hot nights in a row

The cops drive past and they move slow

I start to feel I'm being used

In some scheme that's been hidden from public view

I don't want it let down my own hopes for this town

It's so hard to get around

Lots of cars but not much sound

In town....