Lyrics:

I opened a notebook, it read “The Darlinghurst Years”
I snapped it shut but out jumped some tears
I didn't have to read it, it all came back
Dragging my fingers through my hair, hiding behind her back
Gut rot cappuccino, gut rot spaghetti
Gut rot rock'n'roll through the eyes of Frank Brunetti
And always the traffic, always the lights
Joe played the cello through those Darlinghurst Nights
Yeah, always the traffic, always the lights
Joe played the cello through those Darlinghurst Nights
One more coffee, then I must go
Back to my room, more chapters to go
We'll meet up in an alley with more places I know
I'm going to change my appearance everyday
I'm going to write a movie and then I'm going to star in a play
Then I'm going to go to Caracas because you know I'm
I'm just going to have to get away
Yeah, Marjorie and Kim, Andy and Clint
Debbie, Bertie, people came and went
And then there was Suzie
Who we never ever saw again

And always the traffic, always the lights
Joe played the cello through those Darlinghurst Nights
Yeah, always the traffic, always the lights
Climbing that hill star studded nights
Joe played the cello, yeah alright
Yeah alright
Always the traffic, always the lights
Always the traffic, always the lights
Always the traffic, yeah alright
Always the traffic, always the lights
Always the traffic, always the lights
Always the traffic, yeah alright
Always the traffic, always the lights
Always the traffic, always the lights
Always the traffic, yeah alright
Always the traffic, always the lights
Always the traffic, always the lights
Always the traffic...