The Hard Road Restrung Hilltop Hoods (Ft. Adelaide Symphony Orchestra)

[Intro: Sample]
Just don't know
Well I'm going down
Going down the hard road
Just don't know
Don't know where I've been
Well I'm going down
Going down the hard road
Just don't know
Don't know where I've been

[Verse 1: Suffa]
Growing up I needed a guide like, a blind veteran's dog
'Cause I was going nowhere like a child's letters to God
Though life's road was hard I was never so lost
That I looked for an answer in a medicine box
I never did pop pills, or cop deals, just rocked hills
Kids with skills, still got harassed by the cops till
They'd have me in the back of a paddy, down to lock up
Smack me, pat me down for a baggy, mums would rock up
And bail me out, a failure out once again
Next weekend, bail me out, drunk again
And I never will forgive myself
For putting you through all that hell
I went from high school dropout to factory labourer
Slave to the clock until four, went from sleeping on the floor
To being out on tour, now no stopping me
I'll finish with a bang like Kurt Cobain's biography