Newtown people you are so cold
Newtown people, they haven't got a soul
But they try, oh they try, they try
But no matter what they do
It all comes to nought
CHORUS:
But they've gone wrong, they've missed it, but it is near
161 has got to be around here
They've gone wrong, they've missed it, but then again
161 has got to be around the next bend
But this town is like a maze
And I hate to admit it to you
That I think we're lost again
Newtown people you are so bored
Newtown people just don't bother anymore
Well there's lots of youth with nothing to do
No money in their pockets for them to use
But you can bet your life they're all in love with you
CHORUS
When god created this town it was for practise
He then created hell and the fact is
Well it is heaven compared with here
The entertainment's better down there
So why the hell don't the buses run
We're always waiting for one
It's no wonder the shelters get done
Frustration's unleashed on the thin metal sheet
And wet concrete; yes there's far too much concrete in this town
Newtown buildings, they are so grey
As if specially designed to suit the newtown, suit the newtown day
There's not a bit of colour to brighten up your life
It makes the winter months all the harder to survive
But we all know we've gotta pull through
CHORUS
Newtown people, they haven't got a soul
But they try, oh they try, they try
But no matter what they do
It all comes to nought
CHORUS:
But they've gone wrong, they've missed it, but it is near
161 has got to be around here
They've gone wrong, they've missed it, but then again
161 has got to be around the next bend
But this town is like a maze
And I hate to admit it to you
That I think we're lost again
Newtown people you are so bored
Newtown people just don't bother anymore
Well there's lots of youth with nothing to do
No money in their pockets for them to use
But you can bet your life they're all in love with you
CHORUS
When god created this town it was for practise
He then created hell and the fact is
Well it is heaven compared with here
The entertainment's better down there
So why the hell don't the buses run
We're always waiting for one
It's no wonder the shelters get done
Frustration's unleashed on the thin metal sheet
And wet concrete; yes there's far too much concrete in this town
Newtown buildings, they are so grey
As if specially designed to suit the newtown, suit the newtown day
There's not a bit of colour to brighten up your life
It makes the winter months all the harder to survive
But we all know we've gotta pull through
CHORUS