Velvet pants and a big top hat
It's a little hot to be dressed like that
Down near the war memorial he's propped
In a big balck cape and twelve hole docs
Now he almost made his auntie faint
When he stopped at the chemist for some black nail paint
I heard his mother and his father say
"What possessed the boy to dress that way?"
But don't you try and bring him down
He's a lonely goth in a country town
Now his father's family settled here
In another time, it was a long gone year
I heard his mother and his father say
"What possessed the boy to dress that way?"
And what will the blokes at the bottom pub say
And the women down at her CWA?
But don't you try and bring him down
He's a lonely goth in a country town
To dress like that around here you guess
That he likes being close to death
He doesn't like footy, he doesn't like cars
He didn't mind Coppolla's Dracula
One day he'll be rid of this place
I heard his mother and his father say
"What possessed the boy to dress that way?"
And what will the blokes at the top pub say
And the women down at her CWA?
But it's eye of newt and it's tounge of bat
As he walks around town with his mum's black cat
And if you'd been through all he's been through
Then you'd turn white and you'd frown too
He's the bravest boy behind the frown
Of a lonely goth in a country town
He's evoked the wrath of a country town
He's the only one for miles around
It's a shearing town
Or a mining town
A quite little country town
Tabbed: Damien Murtagh