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Homecoming Gladesville 2011

by Art Rush

on Milkcrates (2012)

Art: Uh, and you say G-Ville, G-Ville, G-what
I'm coming home again
Do you think about me now and then
Do you think about me now and then
Cause I'm coming home again, ming home again

My heart's in the dark with Victoria Rd
Cause ever since I was a child every mile's been the Nile of my lifestyle
Bearing a load of my hopes and my dreams
and the code of my woes from my jeans to my toes
and the flows of the bus routes I chose
The tapestry view from the cruise over the ridge of the G-Ville Bridge
and through the 'Moyne, to the 'Zelle
Ring the bell at the bottom of the hill, I got youth to kill
And fuck the cunts up in Hunters Hill
Reppin' G-Ville
Think I turn tricks fore I ever catch the 506-6-6, I get the shits
But I sit on the workhorse, the staple that continues to run
Give a bit of mad love to the 501
When everything you've ever done began at Town Hall Steps
You're inclined to rep the streets and the buses and the trains

I'm coming home again
Do you think about me now and then
Do you think about me now and then
Cause I'm coming home again, ming home again
Do you think about me now and then
Do you think about me now and then, oh
Cause I'm coming home again
Maybe we could start again

Cause I know the Sydney streets like the back of a TravelTen
Pack a black book and a ballpoint pen
Cause I'm going out again, into town again
I'll meet you at the steps bra, send us a text, bra
I'm out of credit, out of debit, but I gotta get it when I said it
So meet us at the Central tunnel exit on the left side
Jump a 501 from West Ryde then five hours later jump the same ride on the way back
As the bus emerges from the black I know I'm going home again, through Ultimo again
The detour is poor, but it's necessary
There's nothing sweeter than the moment when you hit the Anzac and it's all good
Back to the old hood
Steal a bus seat if you're 15, and use it for firewood, and
Don't buy a ticket cause the driver doesn't give a fuck
We all just wanna get home again

Do you think about me now and then
Do you think about me now and then
Cause I'm coming home again, ming home again
Baby, do you remember when
Fireworks in Noah's mate's backyard
Cause I'm coming home again, ming home again
Baby, do you remember when
Fireworks in Noah's mate's backyard
Cause I'm coming home again
Maybe we could start again

On the 501, the 501
I'm coming home again
On the 501, the 501
Maybe we could start again

And here comes The Kid

Kid:
This bus be the saviour
See ya bruz, catch ya later
This time it's in my favour
Lend me change for the paper ticket for the ride to Dub Ryde
Rep with pride where I reside from here to Riverside
To world-wide all my life
The driver looks tied and fried from the night
Slip by out of sight of his eyes
Cause he knows no drunk cunt gonna give a fuck
This hour of the night - Out of luck, chump
I'mma keep my two bucks, fuck a mutt, zip it shut
And drive the bus without a fuss, it's a must
And at the last stop, give a shout
If it ain't askin' too much, let us tag on your stuff
I'm ridin' all night up the Nile of my life
No denial is my right since a child with a kite
Get me where I wanna go
There's always some hobo
A bloke or a schmo
If he don't wanna have a go, wanna have a chat
Why do I attract wack cats and the facts
Fuckin' hats are sitting up the back of the bus at Town Hall
Back in the day to sit at the wall for no reason at all
The bus pulls up and it's near to us
A few feet from the wall and it's clear to us
Little Dom runs off and we cheer and fuss
Got the whole back seat in his arms running past when
Gettin' off at West Ryde
It's quicker if you hop off on the east side but it ain't no ride, no fun
Listen friends, stay riding on the 501 till the end
I'm coming home again

Art: Do you think about me now and then
Kid: G-Ville
Art: Do you think about me now and then
Kid: Dub Ryde
Art: Cause I'm coming home again
Kid: Maybe we could start again