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S.O.D.U.P
03:22
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Barking Mad
02:06
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Good afternoon sir, my name is Jim I'm from the Pet Protection Services
I'm investigating a claim you’ve been neglecting you’re dogs dietary requirements
We have Jack *you're jack Russel* registered as gluten intolerant
and you haven’t been feeding him gluten free food
Well, I searched your rubbish and found used Pedigree Pal tins
breaching your custody agreement section C.42
We're putting jack on a long-term guardianship order
and sending you to a pet parenting support group
Barking Mad
Barking Mad
The world's gone barking mad
Jenny owned a goldfish named Goldy and she had chronic dysthymia
With low mood and sadness Goldy was floating kinda lop sided
So she took her to the Vet to see the pet psychiatrist
and the staff treated her with stigma and blame
How could you let Goldy get so depressed?
It's a shocking display of pet owner neglect
The psychiatrist prescribed Goldy with 15 mg of liquid sertraline
and told her to drip it into Goldy's bowl
Then bring Goldy in once a week for a med review
And ongoing cognitive behavior therapy
Barking Mad
Barking Mad
The world's gone barking mad
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3. |
PCocracy
02:41
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dont tread on toes, stick out ya neck
put up ya nose, were yawning
no risk, no takin the piss
cooked goose step, left, right, boring
deindividuation
a mob mentality
in this all inclusive..
joke about this n gripe about that
we laugh or clap, ignoring
the luke warm and bubble wrapped
concept creep thats forming
deindividuation
a mob mentality
in this all inclusive..
PCocracy
PCocracy
PCocracy
heres rose, with her thick rimmed glasses
dont do this and dont do that
i look up all the stats
at home, on my high speed internet
with my brand new apple mac
did i mention that i dont use plastic wrap
i got a metal straw man
this high horse needs to roam free
love the music, hate the scene
overrun in this PCocracy
love the feeling, hate the shame
well i dont wanna live in a utopia
where everyones the same
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My broken heart is melting
like a snowflake in the sun
and I cant go on in this world
where I'm offended by everyone
Harden up you butter cup
You sooky, whiny, mangy mutt
You iGen kids have got no guts
You’re softer than a fluffy duck
You want the respect
But you don’t wanna do the work
Complain about the system
While you’re living off the perks
Restore iGen to factory settings
Lorna Jane, your new car
iPhone and your smashed avo
You wont make any sacrifice
So you can’t afford a house loan
Blame it on the Boomers
coz you got no self control
Take some responsibility
It’s up to you to make it on your own
Restore iGen to factory settings
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5. |
Dear Janet
03:44
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6. |
Buttons
01:45
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Gaddy is covered in buttons to press
and his tempers like glitter when hes under stress
The trinkets the pies, the stars in his eyes
These are a few of our favourite things
It was Saturday and Gaddy ordered dog biscuits
from the fish and chip shop, Taryn put up with it
I want a burger with bacon on it
I want a dirty deep fried dim sim
Well I want a hot dog (All battered in shit)
But I don’t wanna eat I wanna drink more piss
It was voting day and our mate Jarrah got pissed
He came around and gave us some tips
Few beers, she’ll be right (Don’t get better than this)
Donky Count is all about the dumb shit
Gaddy’s covered in buttons to press
MDMA and he’ll be your best friend
This is a 48/52 split
Clint gets extra, coz he wrote this riff
Dylan don’t get shit, coz he went and fuckin quit
Gaddy’s covered in buttons to press…
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7. |
Ghost Mice Patches
01:14
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the day i broke up with my girlfriend, i rung up tom and he said
he was at his house, with our friend Brady, who was up from Brisbane
so i went around n met em and Brady wanted to score
i was already on that path, so we had a chat n went to Ricky's house,
we stayed there, for over n hour and a half, we played this hunting game,
on his Wei, he had a gun, super stoned, i seemed to do quite well
we started to get hungry, so we scammed a meal at a fast food store,
rung em up n told em that they messed up our order
so we all got feed and more than expected, we even went back again
and told em that they messed up the fake order
then we went to tom dons house, got pretty drunk n stoned,
some good times on the carpet, a bad tale in the wind
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8. |
Richard X
02:48
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think hes got red hair
and drinks enough
(coopers is his drop)
laughs at farts
and dont smoke pot
(by the way i stole this riff..)
born in england
at the pub less than hed like
air guitars on trowels n shit
and he just sold a real nice bike
his dad got me into the macc lads
he used to smoke roll up drum
he drives a ute n runs the show
he used to be a biker..
his name is richard
he builds pools with his dad
hes about 28 and stocky
think poolins the only job he ever had
handle greg on 4kz
and he'll keep a watch on ya weather
hes got no tatts and a couple a sisters
hes been into punk rock forever
he used to be a vegeitarian
his best mate is a parrot
i think its south american
if ya ever went round, he'd have it
he got me into guns n wankers
and he used to smoke lucky strikes
he drives a golf and plays battlefield
he used to drive an alfa..
his name is richard
he builds pools with his dad
hes about 28 and stocky
think poolins the only job he ever had
handle greg on 4kz
and he'll keep a watch on ya weather
hes got no tatts and a couple a sisters
hes been into punk rock forever
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9. |
School Teacher
03:05
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Hey!
Wrap me up in bubble wrap
Tell me exactly what to say
I won’t question your education
coz I know I won’t get the grade
My father told me stories
about the way things used to be
No invasion of privacy
or impossible bureaucracy
We used to have autonomy
but you fucked it up, you fucked it up
Star chamber mentality
You fucked it up, you fucked it up
I don't need you to baby me
You fucked it, you fucked it up
School teacher dichotomy
You fucked it up
Postmodern philosophy
Undermining our integrity
School teacher, you’re so progressive
Progressively making our kids regressive
Your job must be so fulfilling
Stripping kids of their resilience
School teachers they think we’re dumb
Line up for lunch box inspection
We used to have autonomy
but you fucked it up, you fucked it up
Star chamber mentality
You fucked it up, you fucked it up
I don't need you to baby me
You fucked it, you fucked it up
School teacher dichotomy
You fucked it up
Attention Students! Attention Students!
This is your parents
We have taken control of the school
Please, go outside
Play in the mud, get into a fight
Assume someones gender
You may ask questions
you are free to be children again
Do not listen to your teacher,
I repeat, do not listen to your teacher
School Teacher!
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10. |
Window Licker
01:28
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11. |
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Yeah! Yeah! Yeah Yeah Yeah!
Soggy Sao at the round table
who wants some of this sloppy porridge?
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah Yeah Yeah!
Twist it, fuck it, suck it
who wants some of this slippery biscuit
Universities are running on the fuel of the PC brigade
They invade your brain, your programmed
before you even know your name
You can separate the church and state
but you can’t keep the AMA at bay
The middle class will suffer
Public servants won’t go without their pay
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah Yeah Yeah!
Soggy Sao at the round table
who wants some of this sloppy porridge?
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah Yeah Yeah!
Twist it, fuck it, suck it
who wants some of this slippery biscuit
Academics yeah they’re so full of shit
Champagne socialist
sanctimonious hypocrites
If you’re not a socialist at 20
then you got no fucking heart
If you’re a socialist at 30
then you got no fucking brain
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah Yeah Yeah!
Soggy Sao at the round table
who wants some of this sloppy porridge?
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah Yeah Yeah!
Twist it, fuck it, suck it
who wants some of this slippery biscuit
Now lets just sit at this table and agree with each other
Rub a tug tug, sucky suck suck
You tug my dick, I rub your clit
My peers-peer review my article
we go round and round and round another Sokal disaster
Long march, through the institution
Long march, through the institution
Long march, through the institution
Long march! march! march! march!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah Yeah Yeah!
Soggy Sao at the round table
who wants some of this sloppy porridge?
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah Yeah Yeah!
Twist it, fuck it, suck it
who wants some of this slippery biscuit
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12. |
The Wooden Spoon
02:21
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You hide back in your mind
Judging everybody’s life
Enforce your own opinions
on what you think is right
You stand on your tippy toes
holding a bent spoon
Your only protection
against those who are coming after you
How can you believe you know what’s best for me
How can’t you see that I live life for me
You’re falling, you’re failing, you’re fucking up
Still, you find time to remind me of how much I suck
So hey, fuck you! I’m just doing what I do
The wooden spoon and you’re doing it to
Well I don’t need no fucking Mandy
coz I got weed and that’s all I need
She’s gone, Gold Coast on her own
Either a pig or I’m paranoid
Shes bringing diseases home
So spread your curves like ya did last week
Use my tongue as a tampon as I clean out your STD cheeks
Some people are way off
When they make assumptions bout the shit I speak
So hey, fuck you! I’m just doing what I do
The wooden spoon and you’re doing it to
Hey fuck you Horsey, you’re not always right!
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I came here for fast food
You’re making slow cooked Lamb Ragu
Can’t you see I got things to do
Not waiting on the likes of you
Tie your hair in a get shit done
I want my order on the run
coz Karen’s a busy soccer mum
I don’t wait on checkout scum
Karen… Karen…
Wants to speak to the manager
Speak to the manager, Speak to the manager, Speak to the manager
I’d like to speak to the manager please
I’m in Myer buying Coco-Chanel
You’re treating me like I’m out on bail
like I’m a serial killer or Cardinal Pell
I’m sure this is how the Chinese Uyghurs felt
Don’t you have better things to do
There’s junkies out there breaking rules
I ran the red because I’m running late
For Yoga and Pilates,it starts at 8
Karen… Karen…
Wants to speak to the manager
Speak to the manager, Speak to the manager, Speak to the manager
I’d like to speak to the manager please
Stop tending to your hipster beard
Start tending to my hubbys beers
I feel like I been here for years
Better step that shit into second gear
Your incompetence is pushing me to the brink
I aint no single mum on Centrelink
It’s not like I got 8 kids in a Tongan Tarago
Speeding up to get tight ass Tuesday tacos
Karen… Karen…
Wants to speak to the manager
Speak to the manager, Speak to the manager, Speak to the manager
I’d like to speak to the manager please
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14. |
Red Brick
03:40
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sink or swim on a ship of beers
had his lip pierced and both his ears
the first 2 pulley records are the best
a pennywise tattoo on his chest
and an adolescents patch on his vest
housed his weed and ayahuasca plants
and some cactus filled with mescalin
he bought new scissors when i used his
to chop up a session that was full of spin
sometimes pissed me off...
he on the nod again
whether it was on purpose or an accident
everyones gonna miss you still
and i dunno where ya go when ya die
but its gotta be better than townsville
on our homemade mini ramp
takin drugs, tryina do hand plants
bunch of rare frenzal 7 inch
always doin accents on the phone
i was there when ya brought gonzo home
no lights, a fly swat, wet wipes and some sharps
gave ya no flies tattoo in our garage
through the space and alot of meds
from jenkins street to mary jane
down to brisbane and back again
whether it was on purpose or an accident
everyones gonna miss you still
and i dunno where ya go when ya die
but its gotta be better than townsville
they played comin home, as i sat there with luke n joel n chey n shane
we thought that bit was rad, but at the same time, the whole day was fuckin lame
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15. |
Neo-Punk Rock Philosophy
03:50
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16. |
Je Suis Charlie
03:24
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Lets Go!
You think that I can’t see
I’m entrenched in naivety
So you de-platform me
coz I’m so foolish to speak my mind? Are you kidding me?
Well I don’t accept your submission
I can hold an opposing opinion
It’s like intellectual recession
The cornerstone of our democracy is freedom of expression
The things they do, to censor you,
The things they say take your rights away
This moral impositions just historical repetition
But still you seem determined to see them as your guiding light
Je Suis Charlie
Well, I do what I wanna do
And I say what I wanna say
And I wont be subjected to
Intellectual dishonesty and indoctrination
Why be in a category
You choose individuality
When minorities become the aggressor
Watching the oppressed become the oppressor
The things they do, to censor you,
The things they say take your rights away
This moral impositions just historical repetition
But still you seem determined to see them as your guiding light
Je Suis Charlie
Where are your priorities ladies and gentlemen
You’re giving away what’s most precious in your own society
And you’re giving it away without a fight
And you’re even praising the people who want to deny you the right to resist it
Shame on you while you do this
Make the best use of the time you’ve got left
This is really serious
Don’t take refuge in the false security of consensus
And the feeling that whatever you think you’re bound to be okay because you’re in the safely moral majority
Who’s going to decide
To whom do you award the right to decide which speech is harmful
or who is the harmful speaker
or to determine in advance what are the harmful consequences going to be that we know enough about in advance to prevent
Now you've heard it
Je Suis Charlie!
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Donky Count Townsville, Australia
Three piece punk rock band from Townsville, Australia.. formed in 2013.. active again after seven year hiatus
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