Lyrics

The price of living!
Is getting me down!
We're all sick of it!

Paycheque to paycheque funk to funky
Tom from Commsec has become a junkie
The constant push and pull of market forces
Gentrified postcodes and quickie divorces
It's boomers with one foot in the grave
It's the mining magnate with the brain wave
It's a buyers market if you forget to eat
Just 40 bucks a day until the end of the week

The price of living!
Is getting me down!
We're all sick of it!

Do you dream of owning your own home
Embrace Anzac spirit sign up for the dole
Hand to mouth lucky country
Every student gets robbed when it comes to money
Let's robodebt the furniture salesman
Overdraft your bank just to feel the sensation
Of the quiet battler lost at sea
Or the young graduate with the arts degree

The price of living!
Is getting me down!
We're all sick of it!