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Give me the chugs, I've got the bug
Play a breakdown, you wanker
Gimme the opens and the double bass
Throw a china cymbal at your fucking face
Half time feel, fuck that's tough
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#YOLO
00:47
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Going to a cafe with a camera in my bag
Buy expensive turkish rolls with all the other fags
The food was great, so I wanna share it with the world
I'll take a photo, showing the way the mayonaisse was swirled
I'll put it on my instagram
Look at my fucking instagram
Hashtag: Pictures of food I like
Hashtag: 2012 cafe chillz
#YOLO
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Folk Rock 2012
00:41
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I bet you feel like a fucking hero when you tell me all my music is shit
You'll have to get off your fucking high horse when I burn it in a fucking ditch
You can lie all you want, but you only know The Black Keys because of that awesome video clip
You're not cool because you wear red lipstick or old cardigans, you're just a hipster bitch
Oxford Arts Factory
Newtown is awesome
Lentil burgers
(First verse repeated, but following lyrics are implied)
It's not even sunny and you're standing inside with a hugely oversized broadrimmed hat
You like Tegan & Sara, you're confused about your gender, you have week long drug benders, your favourite festival is Splendour
You don't even put out so whats the point of luring guys when you're trying to be a hipster bitch
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Not A Scene In Sight
00:42
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Looking left
Looking right
We're the oldest in sight
Central Coast
Is a ditch
Playing shitty shows to little kids
"You go in the pit and I will too
Show those girls what we can do
After this set I've got to go
My Mum will be here soon to take me home
I love hardcore!"
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Betrayed - My Trust - That's it - We're done
Get on stage and have a fit
Who cares about your playground shit?
Girl leaves - Heart breaks - Status - Update
Go on kid, have a whinge
Girls love guys who have no dick
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ASBBHTA
00:48
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I listen to Wolf Gang in my car
I relate to them because I grew up on the streets
Help people, douse things, stay in school
Help people, douse things, stay in school
I'm fucking radical, I'm motherfucking radical
Alf Stewart Big Boys Help Them All
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7. |
Perpetual Intoxication
00:42
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Buy a bunch of pills, rack em up
Go out to Pulse, get fucked up
Parade yourself like a fucking whore
Legs spread leaning on the toilet door
Shot after shot after pill after root
Getting into fights, the attentions on you
A good night is one that you can't remember
Or leaving the club with 7 numbers
How many friendships do you need to burn?
How many abortions do you need to learn?
You only live once but you only get AIDS once
I'm done with you, I'm fucking done
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Girl At Blush
00:13
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Girl at Blush, skirt so short
Teasing dudes like it's a sport
Go to Hot Damn, same fucking thing
I'm here for the music but I just can't win
If you get raped
It's your fault
Slut
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Wank Sock
01:12
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It's snuggle weather, it's getting cold
Gotta find a girl before I get old
A beautiful princess with golden locks
Tired of using an old wank sock
Snuggle weather, alone forever
Snuggle weather, alone forever
Winter
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Take a look at my arm
Take a guess where I'm from
Yeah, that's right, sand 'n' sun
DOUBLE TWO SIX ONE
In what year was I born?
I've forgot, I can't recall
Good thing I got this done
EST '91
I align myself with a constellation
Scrawled in black on my back; "100% Australian"
Though every time I see that cross in the night sky
I can never find that sixth star and I wonder why
DUMB BOGAN
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11. |
Play Boneyards!
00:34
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Stupid little fat boy with mesh shorts
Holes so loose you could handle a horse
Just let them play their set, it's not hard
And stop being a wanker by yelling "Boneyards!"
And I know little fat boy that it wasn't just you
I know you'd all go Winston 'til he was black n blue
The fact of the matter is you're all being pricks
But I shouldn't expect too much from little kids
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12. |
Tax Return
01:02
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Waste your day
Waste my time
Talking shit
You should die
Brush your teeth
Wash your face
Your kids have
No chance
You're a mess
Live abcess
Giving birth
To leeches
Supporting choices I wouldn't have made
Supporting things with half a brain
In years to come I better see
Your kids earning more money than me
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13. |
Rob Kingston
01:24
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My name is Rob
I am a garbo
And just like this rubbish
My hair cut is rubbo
Thou copy the mullet
The mullet doth copy
Thou copy the mullet
The mullet doth copy
Mullet copy
Mullet copy
Mullet copy
Rob Kingston
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