Sweet As

[Intro]
Yeah nah…
Everything’s fine.
Sweet as.
[Verse 1]
Finished uni, got the gown
Hundred applications, not a sound
“Entry level” — five years, please
Salary paid in opportunities
Got the degree, got the debt
Got no interview booked in yet
SEEK says four hundred applied
Mum says, “Have you even really tried?”
[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t get clever
Don’t stand tall
Someone might not like that at all
Keep your head down
Know your place
And smile while the rent eats half your pay
[Chorus]
Sweet as, we’re doing just fine
No job, no house, but give it some time
Senior title, junior pay
“Be grateful, mate” — the Kiwi way
Sweet as, we’ll laugh it away
Raise that poppy, cut it back down straight
If the grass looks greener overseas
Mate, half the lawn’s in Sydney
[Post-Chorus / Drop]
Ooh, sweet as…
Yeah, we’re doing just fine
Sweet as…
Another one across the line
Ooh, sweet as…
Smile and say it’s all alright
Sweet as…
See you on the Friday flight
[Verse 2]
Made it senior, nice new role
Same old pay with twice the load
Three more teams and two more hats
“Budget’s tight” — well cheers for that
Boss says, “Mate, we’re like a fam”
Translation: work till ten again
Ask for money — awkward pause
“We offer culture!”
…yeah, of course
[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t get clever
Don’t stand tall
Tall poppies aren’t welcome at all
Have ambition?
Tone it down
Till your LinkedIn location says Melbourne town
[Chorus]
Sweet as, we’re doing just fine
Ten years’ skills for a graduate dime
Senior title, junior pay
Still somehow “skills shortage” every day
Sweet as, we’ll laugh it away
Raise that poppy, cut it back down straight
If the grass looks greener overseas
Mate, half the lawn’s in Sydney
[Post-Chorus / Drop]
Ooh, sweet as…
Yeah, we’re doing just fine
Sweet as…
Another one across the line
Auckland — rent goes up
Wellington — jobs dry up
Christchurch — “things are looking bright”
Queenstown — that’ll be eighty bucks tonight
[Bridge]
The Beehive says the plan is working
My recruiter says, “We’re not recruiting”
“Growth is coming!”
Cool, that’s great
Can it come before my student loan’s paid?
Then Jacinda crossed the Tasman Sea
Northern Beaches, Sydney
Honestly, Dame, no shade from me
You just made the chorus way too easy
Even the ex-PM crossed the ditch
Tell me that’s not one hell of a pitch
[Build]
So we train ’em here
Then watch ’em go
Brisbane, Melbourne, Gold Coast
Cut ‘em down
Till they leave the shore
Then claim they’re Kiwi when they win an award
Ohhh…
Maybe don’t stand too tall
Ohhh…
Unless you’re overseas
[Final Chorus]
Sweet as, we’re doing just fine
No job, no house, but give it some time
Senior title, junior pay
Still somehow “skills shortage” every day
Sweet as, we’ll laugh it away
Tall poppy paradise, same old game
We love New Zealand, obviously—
We just can’t afford to live here, G
[Final Drop]
Ooh, sweet as…
Yeah, we’re doing just fine
Sweet as…
Another one across the line
No raise
Sweet as
No house
Sweet as
One-way flight
Friday night
Yeah nah…
Everything’s fine
[Outro]
See ya at Melbourne Airport, bro.
Sweet as.