The title and hook come from a line in the superb film THE KILLING FIELD.
Cambodia in the Year Zero and life in the western suburbs of Sydney in the years after it required different strategies for survival.
No chasing wild things through a jungle of bricks,
Doesn’t matter if the rains don’t come.
The sun beats harder here,
It darkens their perceptions,
But don’t they know Mercedes #1.
Running from the feeling of being nowhere,
Smell it in the streets, they just don’t care,
See the shadows move behind the curtain,
In the harsh sunlight people only stare.
Draping powdered monkeys on the palace walls,
Re-educating circles to fit square holes.
Ridding the streets of bourgeois vermin,
Hanging tattered remnants from sharp poles.
Technical college little men,
Crawling on the hallowed tube.
Mercedes #1 Mercedes #1
Makes for more fun
Than working in the sun
Climbing, climbing up the ladder
It’s so hard to hang on.
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