Domestic La La

With the cry of the A-league victor
I never knew you would hang around
Too damn young to be cursed, sick and bitter
[?] will bring you down
Middle Class low par
I never knew you would hang right I'd find it
In the suburbs so far
I'm so sick of screaming out man

Don't tell me now
Don't tell me now

No alarms and no surprises
This is what I was looking for
Local pub with the daily prizes
Always thought I was in control
[?]

Don't tell me now
Don't tell me now
Don't tell me now
Don't tell me now

On and on and on
On and on and on

And I said go

This is out
This is out of my control

Don't tell me now
Don't tell me now
Don't tell me now
Don't tell me now