Are you ready to be liberated
   On this sad side city streets
   Well the birds have been freed from their cages
   I got freedom and my youth
  
   My name is Brody I'm from Melbourne
   Fitzroy Melbourne Fitzboy Melbourne
   I grew up on Bell St. then on Bennett St.
   My mom kicked out my dad for battery
   Found a way she found a way out of spiritual penury
   Working single mother in an urban struggle
   Blames herself now cause I grew up troubled
   It hit me i got everything i need
  
   My one heart felt too much from the start
   Ive seen people come and go
   Living large and living low
   You can build up your walls sitting on death row
   Let the curtain fall on your murdered soul
   You can wash it all down swallow your story
   Get smacked off your head go down in downroll glory
   You wont solve it committing self inflicted crime
   Go on pull the trigger this will be the last time
  
   I speak of the truth the truth of the heart
   Like a desperate thirst in a raging drought
   Hey youth time flies by
   Theres an everlasting battle for eternal life
   I love a man from California
   Hes the prettiest thing we got the same disorder
   The way you feel is OK its never gonna change anyway
  
   It hit me I got everything i need