trying to sneeze

copping the sound

the sound cops me

i've got nothing to lose

my hair's in the breeze

i don't hate you

just your jealousy

so if you're ready to procrastinate

i'll be your friend

you'll eat me up

we boast the widest range in town

i'll be your friend

you'll show me how

alarm clock is off

i'm trying to sleep

smelling of bondi beach

and the street

filthy as it may be

is still my street

so don't challenge me

some things don't change

for instance me

i'll sail your third defeat today

in every way

you'll lose again

but i don't care

i don't care

the wind's in my hair

the hair's in my breeze

i'm waiting to sneeze

i'm waiting to sneeze

the hair's in my breeze

well i don't care

i don't care

the wind's in my hair

the hair's in my breeze

i'm waiting to sneeze

i'm trying to sneeze

the hair's in my breeze