Chips & Gravy

Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah
There’s a flock of cockatoos in the outer Eastern suburbs
I am trying to not be anything, I’ll just listen to the birds
If I can make it through the weekend, I am gonna live forever
If I can just see out the evening, tomorrow I might feel better
I’ve been handling things okay
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah
I am trying to be normal without any point of reference
I remember things being simple, I wanted to make a difference
If I can just get through the weekend, I might never have to die
If I can survive the evening, I’ll wake up and go outside
I’ve been handling things okay lately
I whisper into your hair on the night bus
You say something about chips and gravy
I am filled with hope by what the future holds for us
I’ve been handling things okay lately
I’ve been handling things okay lately
I’ve been handling things okay lately