[Lyric] Crown Tower Blues (Root)

I've got the blues, Crown Tower blues
I've got the blues, Crown Tower blues
Ain't got no shirt, ain't got no shoes

Well these people here, they treat me fine
Well these people here, they treat me fine
They bring me beer, they bring me wine

Well I'm going back - to my family
I'm going back - to my family
I left them somewhere in carpark level three

I've got the blues, Crown Tower blues
I've got the blues, Crown Tower blues
Ain't got no shirt, ain't got no shoes

Woah the pokies
Woah the pokies
Woah the pokies
That's what its all about
Let me hear you say:
Woah the pokies
Woah the pokies
Woah the pokies
That's what its all about

Do the stoney brokey
Spent the kids' school fees
Loan defaulty
Kneecap injury
Foreclosed mortgagey
Wife takes the family
Skidrow society
Help, police inquiry
Month in solitary
Reek of sodomy
Chemical dependancy
Brotherhood bin residency, yeah
End of the ropey
Swinging blokey
Hokey pokie, yeah
That's what it's all about