The guy who slagged the football team -

Those yobs were not for him

Turns into a real estate agent

Who believes in discipline;

That guy who's the first to use cocaine,

The wild boy breaking free,

Ends up in a court of law

As a prosecuting QC;

Remember the school captain? -

Success was a matter of time;

I can hear her now as she screams,

'Greg! You missed the stop sign!'

Forget Snoop Doggy Dogg

Forget ol' Ice T

The true word out on the street

Is produced by the TAC

What good's the use of striving?

As life's road in front unravels

We get to do the driving

But don't choose the direction we travel.

Do your homework, or wag for weeks

And graffiti the Dandenong line;

It don't matter when you hear that scream:

'Greg! You missed the stop sign!'

Some time in the next hundred thousand years

A comet's gonna wipe out all trace of Man -

I'm banking on it coming before

My end of year exam.

The rich kid becomes a junkie

The poor kid an advertiser

What a tragic waste of potential -

Being a junkie's not so good either.

Your folks struggled hard for what you've got,

You are the fruit of their vine;

But who cares what you sow when what you reap

Is: 'Greg! You missed the stop sign!'

Bought a car just the other day

Man could that baby run

But you know what they always say:

There's always a better one.

Got a tumour in my brain

Its creeping to my lungs

And I've searched around in vain

Can't find me a better one.

Hardwired into everyone's head

Is the person they're gonna be

Growing up ain't a matter of choice

It's a matter of wait