The Go-Betweens Follow

I opened a notebook, it read, 'The Darlinghurst Tears'
I snapped it shut but out jumped some tears
I didn't have to read it, it all came back
Dragging my fingers through my hair, hiding behind her back

Gut rot cappuccino, gut rot spaghetti
Gut rot rock 'n' roll through the eyes of Frank Brunetti
And always the traffic, always the lights
Joe played the cello through those Darlinghurst nights

Yeah always the traffic, always the lights
Joe played the cello through those
Darlinghurst nights

One more coffee then I must go
Back to my room, more chapters to go
We'll meet up in an alley
With more places I know

I'm gonna change my appearance everyday
I'm gonna to write a movie and then I'm gonna to star to play
And then I'm gonna go to Caracas because you know I'm
I'm just gonna have to get away

Marjorie and Kim, Andy and Clint
Debbie, Bertie, people came and went
And then there was Suzie

Yeah, always the traffic, always the lights
Joe played the cello through those
Darlinghurst nights

Yeah, always the traffic, always the lights
Climbing that hill star studded nights
Joe played the cello, yeah alright

Yeah alright
Always the traffic, always the lights
Always the traffic, always the lights
Always the traffic, yeah alright

Always the traffic, always the lights
Always the traffic, always the lights
Always the traffic, yeah

Always the traffic, always the lights
Always the traffic, always the lights
Always the traffic, yeah alright

Always the traffic, always the lights
Always the traffic, always the lights
Always the traffic, always the lights

I opened a notebook, it read, 'The Darlinghurst Tears'
I snapped it shut but out jumped some tears
I didn't have to read it, it all came back