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Triple J: Hottest 100, Volume 18
Disc 1
01. Big Jet Plane
02. Rock It
03. Dance the Way I Feel
04. Fuck You
05. Clap Your Hands
06. Tokyo (Vampires & Wolves)
07. Plans
08. Fall at Your Feet
09. Somebody to Love Me
10. Pumped Up Kicks
11. Sunday Best
12. Undercover Martyn
13. There's Nothing in the Water We Can't Fight
14. Runaway
15. Jona Vark
16. Bloodbuzz Ohio
17. Jellylegs
18. Addicted
19. Barbra Streisand
20. Witchcraft
21. You've Got the Dirtee Love
Disc 2
01. O.N.E.
02. Teenage Crime
03. Solitude Is Bliss
04. Talking Like I'm Falling Down Stairs
05. I'm Not in Love
06. Magic Fountain
07. Radar Detector
08. The Suburbs
09. Crave You
10. Rapunzel
11. Punching in a Dream
12. Doncamatic
13. It Can Wait
14. Mace Spray
15. Way Back Home
16. Eyes Wide Open
17. Baby, I'm Gettin' Better
18. One Life Stand
19. Holidays
20. Overpass
21. Big Jet Plane (live)
In the suburbs I, I learned to drive
And you told me we'd never survive
Grab your mother's keys, we're leaving

You always seemed so sure
That one day we'd be fighting
In a suburban war
Your part of town against mine
I saw you standing on the opposite shore
But by the time the first bombs fell
We were already bored
We were already, already bored

Sometimes I can't believe it
I'm moving past the feeling
Sometimes I can't believe it
I'm moving past the feeling again

The kids want to be so hard
But in my dreams we're still screaming
And running through the yard
When all of the walls that they built
In the seventies finally fall

And all of the houses they built
In the seventies finally fall
Meant nothing at all?
Meant nothing at all
It meant nothing

Sometimes I can't believe it
I'm moving past the feeling
Sometimes I can't believe it
I'm moving past the feeling
And into the night

So can you understand
Why I want a daughter while I'm still young?
I want to hold her hand
And show her some beauty
Before this damage is done
But if it's too much to ask
If it's too much to ask
Then send me a son

Under the overpass
In the parking lot, we're still waiting
It's already passed
So move your feet from hot pavement
And into the grass
'Cause it's already passed
It's already, already passed

Sometimes I can't believe it
I'm moving past the feeling
Sometimes I can't believe it
I'm moving past the feeling again

I'm moving past the feeling
I'm moving past the feeling

In my dreams we're still screaming
We're still screaming
We're still screaming