Having an argument with myself down Elizabeth Street
Bumping into backpackers and
struggling with the parameters
and the basic construction of my feet

Kicking beer cans and rubbish along the concrete
Crossing the street and crossing galaxies of taxis and
backseats and drunk Swedes and half-Greeks

Shut up, no, you shut up!
What's the matter, take a number, Buttercup!
Every time I hear you say "Fuck it"
I would remind you of the photo in your pocket

How long it's been there, two years, I bet
have a sniff, it probably smells like a cigarette
When was the last time you smoked a cigarette?
And more importantly, who did you smoke it with?

Having an argument with myself down Victoria Street
Passing the market now, the windows in neon illuminating my path to defeat
Your grinning face scaring a poor parakeet
Your heavy breathing scaring the wind

So rich on Summer and so sweet

Fuck you, no, you fuck you!
You didn't come here for nothing, did you?
I know that's what you've been saying lately
But let me draw attention to exhibit B

A honeysuckle in a plastic envelope
and put the flower underneath a microscope
See what's written on the petals
Look closer, that's her initials

And now I'm walking by Bev and Mick's backpacker hostel on Victoria Street
Where it's reggae night tonight
And the backpackers are pouring out like a tidal wave of vomit
I have to sit down on the curbside and count the coins in my pocket

See if I have enough cash to take a taxi home
...No
Alright, yes, can we just try to figure this out?
Can we just talk about this, please?

Nah, I don't wanna talk to you
OK, you wanna keep fighting?
Yeah, I wanna keep on fighting
Alright, fair enough

1, 2, 3, here we go!

Having an argument with myself down Queensbury Street
The lonely light from the town hall clock tower
Chime of the bells striking
1, 2, 3

And it took shape in the form of an image in the form of a living memory
The way her shadow used to walk by your side
In a different time, in a different city

Oh please, no you oh please!
I wanna see you drop down on your knees
I wanna see your hand waving "Farewell"
Why you hittin' yourself, why you hittin' yourself?

History repeats itself twice, said Marx
First as tragedy, then as farce
But where did I find its source,
To make history of a love, a love like ours?
A love like ours


Lyrics submitted by TheRandomGuy, edited by NotJensLekman

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    General CommentHistory repeats itself twice said Marx
    First as tragedy, then as farce
    But where did i find the source
    to make history of a love, a love like ours?
    slnd666on October 13, 2011   Link
  • +1
    Lyric CorrectionI think it's:
    "Your 'heavy' breathing"
    And maybe he says "But let me draw attention to a centipede." I don't think so, but it kind of sounds like it. Kind of.
    "'underneath' a microscope"
    and "Alright 'Jens', can we just try and figure this out?"

    Those are all I have for now.

    -Kleio
    LightShoeson August 07, 2011   Link
  • +1
    Lyric CorrectionThe lyrics to the last bit:

    History repeats itself twice said Marx
    First as tragedy, then as farce
    But where did i find the source
    to make history of a love, a love like ours?
    YoYoClockon April 25, 2012   Link
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    General Comment"How long it's been there, two years, has it?
    ????? smell like cigarette"

    I hear:
    "how long's it been there, two years i bet
    have a sniff it smells like a cigarette"

    Also, "The lonely life from the town hall club tower" = "the lonely light from the town hall clock tower"

    And about the last verse...yeah, I have no idea :(


    ozzmoticon August 05, 2011   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThe streets are in Melbourne Australia. Song is about him not having a good time in Australia. He should've gone to New Zealand.
    johntheKiwion August 06, 2011   Link
  • 0
    General CommentHe's talking about opening a centipede shoe farm and becoming a millionaire!!!!!!!
    in2sighton August 07, 2011   Link
  • 0
    Lyric CorrectionBut let me draw attention to a ?????

    I think he says: "But let me draw attention to exhibit B"
    That makes sense to me :D
    Megaspeakerboxon August 10, 2011   Link
  • 0
    General CommentAlso, I believe it's drunk Swedes not suites..haha
    lamakatton September 01, 2011   Link
  • 0
    General CommentIn regard to:

    "??????? twice at March
    ???????????????????
    To make history of a love, a love like ours"

    I hear:

    "It should be this tough twice at March
    For just trying to be a better sparce
    but ended up finding sores
    to make history of a love, a love like ours"
    Entryon October 30, 2011   Link
  • 0
    General CommentJens added this map on his homepage: jenslekman.com/… The walk from Elizabeth street to Queensberry street. :-)
    geekboyon November 13, 2011   Link

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