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Turn the Wheel
02:47
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V1
Stand up,
Lock in,
And engage your brain,
Tenacity, audacity,
Live no one day the same.
Fight for your rights
And become what you feel,
Commit, don’t submit
To the turning of The Wheel
CH
No rulebook and no guidelines,
No aforementions of how it is ‘fine’
It’s gonna be hard so ya got to get tough,
You’ve only one shot so
Harden the fuck up!
V2
Time waits for no cunt!
Delay, then, restrained,
You’re invincible (on principle),
A fool should you remain.
Through discipline comes confidence
And constant resistance,
Consistent persistence
Persistent persistence!
Observe! Conserve! Maintain!
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2. |
Aunt Irma
03:16
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V1
Please stop talking so loud,
My back is breaking
I can’t handle the sound,
You’re interrupting, tell me where I should go now,
But I need silence all this week.
V2
Please don’t make me repeat,
My blood is boiling
And I’ve no energy,
Yet there’s a rage that’s exploding inside of me,
Just give me silence all this week.
CH 1
She’s punishing!
And I’ve got no bun in my oven
Yet you cause me so much pain!
Don’t speak her name!
The Communists have come together
And waged war inside my brain,
A text would be nice,
An email’d suffice,
Instead we all pay the price.
V3
Why can’t I be
As happy as an advertisement family?
They’re eating salads so damn happily,
Instead I go to bed and weep.
V4
Raw blood exposed to the bone,
I really think that I should be alone
Before I bite your head off down to the bone,
Just give me silence all this week!
CH2
And I’ve got no bun in my oven
Yet you cause me so much pain,
Don’t speak her name!
The Communists have come together
And waged war inside my brain,
A text would be nice,
An email’d suffice,
Instead we all pay the price!
You’ve got to pull yourself together
And don’t let Aunt Irma win,
She can get in the bin!
A fragile flower,
I wanna punch ya
But I won’t,
But I feel I might.
I wanna go cry
Through j-Lo movies tonight
With Bailey by my side
With Dave Berry by my side,
With Housty by my side.
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3. |
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V1
You ain’t never heard a song like this before,
You aint never heard of punk rock and I know it’s not your fault,
You’re restrained, refrained, content
Just in your own secluded world,
At least that’s what they’ve told you
And you always will concur.
PC 1
And deep down inside
You want to escape,
You can’t run or hide,
Because your country is your fate,
You are never gonna hear this,
I’m not sure of the point,
I gotta get this off my chest
Like you gotta get out of that joint.
CH1
Oh North Korea,
How I want to save ya!
There’s just so much
Of the world you don’t know,
Oh North Korea,
How I wanna show ya!
That the rest is bloody great,
And the Kims made a mistake,
I wish that you could see,
How great it is to be free.
V2
I know we’ve never met,
And probably never would,
But if we did we’d rollerblade
Far away from Kim-Jong-Un,
I think you’re pretty quirky,
And that Arirang is cool,
But not as cool as living and loving
And dying under your own rule.
V3
And I want to take you far away
From that place,
But I know you dare not contemplate
It’s too late.
PC2
And deep down inside
You want to escape,
You can’t run or hide,
Your country is your fate,
You ain’t never gonna see hear this,
I’m sure the words are void,
But if there is a chance,
Come take my hand,
Freedom won’t disappoint.
BR
I want to take you somewhere that
You can go and grab a feed,
Won’t you tell me what you need?
We will be free politically,
We can talk forever
About whatever.
OUTRO
Oh North Korea,
I wanted to save ya,
There’s just so much
So much I don’t know,
Oh North Korea, oh North Korea,
I’m not your saviour,
I must let you go.
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4. |
Weeds
02:57
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V1
You’ve the right to be here same as I,
So who am I to decide when you die?
My place has been claimed
Atop the food chain
Before I could speak and protest my needs.
V2
Deplete the canopy
Providing life,
We’re resource raping,
Rampant parasites,
Epiphytes we’re not,
Consume ‘til we all rot,
Drain the blood
‘Til there’s nothing left to bleed!
CH 1
We live far beyond our needs,
Prolifically spreading seeds
We’re just weeds
We’re all weeds!
V3
Subservient servants to the blue collar,
If It’s a useless, fruitless fight
Then why bother?
If we admit defeat & bow,
And submit to the crown
We condemn ourselves to a world of hate and greed!
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5. |
Dinosaurs
02:01
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V1
Don’t tell me where to sit
At the dinner table,
Don’t ever fucken tell me
That I’m not able
To play my tunes
For no income,
Instead work for superannuation,
Don’t tell me to take my piercings out,
Or berate me, debate me
And have your doubts,
‘Coz I’m not straight
And I got no kids,
I don’t believe in God,
“Oh God forbid!”
CH
And maybe
They’ve got our best interests at heart,
And maybe
Acceptance would be a good start,
Entitled
With traditionalist views
That will hopefully be phased out
In a generation or two!
V2
Don’t tell me
That it was better back in your day
Don’t tell me that
“It’s a sin to be gay!”
Y’all got no zen or appreciation,
Sometimes I wish we weren’t related!
Just ‘coz you’re older
Don’t mean you’re wiser,
It’s the quality not quantity
That qualifies ya,
If you tell me you’re not racist
But you “hate Asians”
You can FUCK RIGHT OFF
To the dinosaur ages!
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6. |
Bad Dream Bug
01:52
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V1
Bad dream bug
Bad dream bug
Tel me what you see,
Lay your eggs inside my eyes
& infiltrate my dreams,
Bad dream bug
Bad dream bug
I thought you were eye gunk,
I’m my sleep
My friends hate me
You nightmare shitting cunt
Hey!
CH1
Bugs invade my eyeballs
They are fucking awful
V2
Bath tub slug
Bath tub slug
I see you’re getting clean,
Slip & sliding on my soap,
My soap that’s been up me!
Bath tub slug
Bath tub slug
Sick sad fucking perve!
Up my crack,
Up in my gash,
Wafflestomp’s all they deserve!
Hey!
CH2
Slugs inside my arsehole
They copped a brown eyefull!
Inside my eyeballs
Up my arsehole
Rude bugs are awful.
BRIDGE
Oh can you see
Rude bugs inside of me
I can feel them
V3
Sad dream Cob
Sad dream Cob
Tarantula in leaves,
Tell your rude mates
Go fuck off ay
And let me dream nice dreams.
Sad dream Cob
Sad dream Cob
They fucked the cunt right up!
One thousand pills
Worth of vet bills,
Spider killed by rude bugs!
Hey!
OUTRO
Bugs Inside my eye holes!
Slugs Up in my arsehole!
Cob got fucked up,
Rude slugs are dog cunts,
Rude bugs are dog cunts!
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7. |
Inner West Side Story
04:48
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V1
I’m workin’ 9 to 5,
Check my pulse,
See I’m barely alive
Oh yeah -
Five o’clock on the dot
And STOP,
64 hours is all we’ve got,
Oh Yeah -
CH1
‘Coz it’s Friday night
And we’re feelin’ alright,
We’re gonna ride the white line
With mates left and right,
Not a shit cunt for miles in sight,
Never felt more secure in all my life,
It’s Friday night on the West Side.
V2
12 band bill down at the Valve,
Scotty’s shouting Fireball,
Hightime are in town,
Fuck yeah – (they won’t tear us apart)
Kickons at Gavan’s place,
For a change of pace
We’ll party on at Dave Berry’s
Hell yeah! (they won’t tear us apart)
CH2
‘Coz it’s Friday night
And we’re feelin’ alright,
We’re gonna ride the white line
With mates left and right,
Not a shit cunt for miles in sight,
Never felt more content in all my life,
Our family’s right here on the West Side.
CH3
‘Coz it’s Friday night
And we’re feelin’ alright,
We’re gonna ride the white line
With mates left and right,
Not a shitcunt for miles in sight,
Never felt more content in all my life,
Our family’s right here on the West Side.
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8. |
JFK Shot First
02:18
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V1
How do you feel now you know?
Did you predict it?
It catch you by surprise?
Did you call it
And it materialised?
Came out of left field,
Are you enlightened or frightened?
Conspiracy and mystery shall go.
CH
But don’t tell a soul!
You woke up today
Knowing that all the answers are yours for The taking,
Make no mistaking -
You have realised,
You know the truth behind
Just why
The lies
Remain so classified!
V2
Bermuda -
A secret passage to
Area 51,
And landing on the moon
Had already been done
By a dinosaur spaceship!
You know so much your brain just might explode!
CH2
But don’t tell a soul!
You woke up today
Knowing that
Francis was the one that shot Cobain,
And the earth is not flat
but shaped like a dick!
And the Antichrist’s
the vaccinated kid
Of Nancy and Sid,
And ‘Stairway’ backwards
Is a recipe for KFC!
BR
You’ve never known the what, where, why or how,
But you’ve seen it now!
Will you use it for good and make a
Change?
What will you say?!
What will you say?!
V3
JFK
He shot first,
Greta Thunberg did create the virus
And the Führer didn’t die
But runs the USA,
And Princess Di was sacrificed
To lions,
Rocks!
Are soft til you touch,
God is not dead
He just don’t give a fuck,
We’re a simulation
Inside a simulation,
And if titanic sunk,
Where is the ice?
Open up your illuminateyes -
The meaning of life is 55.
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9. |
The Captain
04:18
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V1
Now is all I have
Although I long for so much more,
The stars they all will die
But not in my lifetime,
I breathe
I need
I want to see
That I am solely in control,
But if we return to dust,
What fate has my soul?
CH1
Time’s an invention of the hand
You can do it if you can,
At the end of the day
You’ll find a way
To never cop it from the man,
The bastards are in the past,
Don’t lust
Or wish your time away,
Embrace
This place,
The good -
It shouldn’t
Go unnoticed ‘coz
All you have is today.
V2
I’m the luckiest person that I know
Even sometimes I forget,
Or feel my heart it could stop,
And feel the panic set in,
But I’m present,
I ‘get it’,
Live with no regretting,
I’m the water,
I’m the breeze,
Sometime when there is drought,
Only time brings relief.
CH2
Time’s an invention of the hand,
You can do it if you can,
Idolise yourself,
Live for no one else,
Expression is life well spent,
There’s no ‘event’
Just the present,
Surround yourself with good,
Just pause,
You’ve more
To give
Just live
And take each day the way you feel you should.
BR
I’m torn,
I feel so small,
Precarious presence,
Unsure,
Hanging by a thread
That’s feeling taught,
We’re not alone,
We are home,
We’re on the same ship
On a one way trip,
But the Captain is I,
And I’m taking it slow.
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10. |
SWYL
03:30
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I woke up this morning
And I’m feeling like
I gotta hella bad head
But I know I’m right,
Coz I’m gonna play
The inner west
With 4 of the best,
Feel my heart beat right out of my chest,
Now we’re rockin the suburbs
With our hands and our words,
We play just like our lives depend
To a family we call our friends,
And we’re sick,
We’re broke
From not being taken seriously,
Our contribution is our revolution,
We won’t play for you for free.
We play only to the sound guy
Like we play to ten thousand and thirty-five,
10 bucks a beer,
5 grand worth of gear,
“Sorry your sound just isn’t right for here,
We wont advertise your show,
It’s up to you all to promote!”,
Maybe we’re fighting for a dying cause,
Maybe punk rock just isn’t what it was.
It matters not your skill, your heart,
If you’ve got the right connections you’ve got the part,
Wouldn’t it be grand
If our job was to take a stand?
On a stage
We would say what mattered,
This is sadly not the case,
We work like chumps in office space,
Denying our souls
Our freedom of expression,
Instead we work for fat cats
And big corporations,
We’re corporate shills
Living in a capitalist shell!
We make our scene
So stand tall and scream -
‘It depends on us,
Time to get tough,
Support What You Love,
It’ll be enough.
Just go to a show
Sing the words you know ,
Just don’t let the bastards get you down,
We’re the ones who pick you up
When you fall down in the crowd.
Feel what you say
And make sure you say it loud!
SUPPORT WHAT YOU LOVE.
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Sydney based folk/punk, 5 piece collective.
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