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ON TO BETTER THINGS
03:13
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ON TO BETTER THINGS
My dealer had a kid, now he’s out of the game
I could buy from someone else but it would not be the same
Says he doesn’t want his daughter growing up around that shit
Says he doesn’t want his daughter growing up in that environment
My dealer had a kid
I don’t want to go to Morphett Vale
I don’t want to go to Modbury
My dealer had a kid
Time for me to quit
On to better things
Khloe with a K
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WAKE UP CALL
03:28
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WAKE UP CALL
You swapped your wake and bake routine for ketamine
Upgraded from dexies to crack, well you wanna be careful with that shit, cowboy
Because it’s hard to come back
Good morning mate this is your wakeup call
Might not be what you want to hear
Your girlfriend doesn’t come around anymore because your place smells like boiled arse
Maybe mow the lawn before you boof another nang
You had better hope the damage isn’t irreversible to your noodle and to your friendship group
You pissed yourself in the Uber
No stars
Zero stars
When you’ve got your mum screaming at you to get out of bed, time to make some adjustments, fuckhead
We grow so weary of your tomfoolery
We grow oh so weary
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SHAM GURU
02:26
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BOBBY PIN
02:50
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BOBBY PIN
Let me be your bobby pin nestled so close to your skin
I am everywhere except for when you need me
Rummage around behind your couch
You almost touched me
By the cistern and in and around the sink
Best mates with a twenty cent piece and some twisted
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JONO THE FRIENDLY TOASTER
Getting down to my own groove and I can teach you a thing or two
But old age is creeping in, it’s happening to me and it will happen to you
I need an immortal vessel to keep all of my wonderful ideas in
Something robust and stainless steel
Got more than a few cheeky greys coming through and my knees are cactus
So the plan is to transfer my consciousness in to a toaster with the help of science and a whole lot of practice
Most important meal of the day, i’m gonna be the new Dr. Karl
The year is 2092 and the resource wars are raging
The liberal party and their affiliates have barricaded themselves inside ikeas across the country, taking control of all the fresh water and mandarins
While everyone else survives on rats and fucken subway cookies
A kid finds me under a pile of woman’s weekly magazines, takes me back to camp and rigs me up to a biofuel generator
I regale them with tales from the past, stories about Phil Collins, Enya and Icehouse (not a bad little band that)
I notice they’re eating their rats raw, “what are you doing that for? Put your rats in me, i’ll get em nice and crispy
Jono the friendly toaster
Here to save humanity
I’m going to live forever
Rats for breakfast
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EX-EXPATS
02:14
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EX-EXPATS
What we couldn’t fit in the wagon we gave to the church
What we couldn’t fit in our pockets we buried beneath the earth
When we got off the highway we were greeted with disdain
Sideways glances behind fringes, hidden so plain
My hair is in my eyes
I drank too much coffee
Bought a new bike
Got hit by a taxi
Moving back down south
Failed to see what the fuss was about
No longer spending our days getting bashed by tradies
My bowels betrayed me
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BBQ BOSS
02:52
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BBQ BOSS
Which bloody way did you take? I’ve already been here for 45 minutes
Don’t tell me you took the main road, you absolute beginners
Already on my fifth stubby and I’ve caught a bucket full of tommy ruffs
Already on my eighth stubby and I’ve got more drugs in my bum than an overly enthusiastic festival goer
Which bakery did you stop at? That’s the shit one
What did you pay for petrol? A dollar sixty one?
That’s what you get for stopping at on the run
Pass me that apron
Hand me those tongs
Kiss the cook
Pass me that apron
Hand me those tongs
I can cook those sausages better than you
Up your clacker the whole way home hanging on the horn
Weaving in and out of traffic like a maniac only to spend the night in the car because I can’t face my family
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TIERSMAN Adelaide, Australia
Hailing from Adelaide, South Australia.
Driving, heavy and chaotic post-hardcore with elements of doom. Brooding and bludgeoning.
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