Back in Newtown

On the street!
And on my way eat
Pass the servo and 'back together'
Australia St and buried treasures
To Hum to say hi to Steve
And pick up some DVDs
British TV and Woody Allen
Then Spicy Beef Noodles with Wontons
IGA for some choclate and coke
As the rain plattered lightly on the roads
Pass Fish where they only stock crap
Stopped by German tourists looking for Jazz
And I almost took their whole night
Telling them about Newtown, and the bends and lights
And I pointed meekly down south
Towards the Sando where music might be out
As I batcaved into the backstreets
With my takeway and DVDs
Hiding under the lightpath and plane sounds
That remind me I'm back in Newtown