Wood rot, termite

Drunken fight

Parent’s party all-night

That’s the plight of the kid from the Houso block.

 

The landlord changed the lock

Wedding ring goes on the hock

This nuclear has gone to pot

She hits up the bong

It doesn’t take long

For her too fall through the crack

And cop a smack from a Chinese rock

That’s the plight of the kid from the Houso block.

 

He won’t pay child support

Centrelink’s a fucking rort

Two jobs she has to resort

Too hold the fort

Nightly the kids cry themselves to sleep

Mummy hears them weep

When there shouldn’t be a peep

The price for respect is steep

That’s the plight of the kid from the Houso block.

 

 

Out of school he had to drop

A fool; the label he had too cop

He was Howard’s Battler

In a house as safe as a Red Rattler

It’s not a shock that her brother got shot

For trying to knock over the corner shop

That’s the plight of the kid from the Houso block.

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