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