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Born Under a Sign

by Go Back Wrong Wayne

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Pulling on the ugg boots they Don't have any laces they Were made in Astraya we Invented the word They're Strayan as Merino and Donny Bradman's willow and More than all-weather you Could step in a turd Everything and every place Has its identity, it's own space When you go and misappropriate Your meaning can get stuck in the mud Winter in Astraya it Doesn't get too cold but we Like to keep our feet warm with The skin of the lamb Wear them in or outdoors they Will adapt to your cause they Fit too well to take off, it's like your Feet in a pram When cheese is sparkling wine and apple pie is aping you You know that everything's a knockoff And no product's really true
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Esus2 Asus2 :| G Em7 Asus2 Esus2 everyone was there with their forks in the air is it really alright to eat the grill now? munchin on down like they just don't care singing: is it alright to eat the grill now everybody's eating the flesh yeah there's no time now to serve dessert and they're pissed about it everybody's spitting the sinews and they're talkin revolution at work, gonna read about it x2 no - the time ain't now, we've run on out of meat the feeling: hunger never abates so - slay holy cow, species we will defeat the moment: lost and the end of days everybody's ripping the flesh yeah there's no time now to go to work and they're pissed about it everybody's splitting the sin-food and they're takin evolution at word, gonna read about it x2 so - there's no more cow, we've run on out of meat they're reeling, munching never again no - no more flesh how - we're ever gonna eat the portent, cost and blood fills the bays They know the murder is meat x4
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Ants might make good nests, but would birds live in one? Dogs might dig good holes, but have they seen Ypres in the sun? Frogs might catch more flies, but do they wash their hands? Yard might grow more weeds, but can i smoke them all? Get a thing, do a thing / get another thing, go and do something Lose a thing, drop a thing / caked-on bling, everything anything Beach might have more sharks, but they don't beach themselves Pier might have great views, but no peer has done as well Table might have more legs, but it can't walk home when drunk Bed might have a head for facts but every one is bunk Get a thing, do a thing / get another thing, go and do something Lose a thing, drop a thing / caked-on bling, everything anything
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A Face Full Of Divertamenti originally by TISM [Verse 1] Love is like cum, you gag but you swallow As it goes down your windpipe and comes out tomorrow Never forget that you'll never remember My name once you take your lips off my member [Chorus] Mumma's in the kitchen, cooking fish and chips Daddy's in the toilet, bombing battleships Mumma's in the kitchen, cooking fish and chips Daddy's in the toilet, bombing battleships [Verse 2] Remember the days when you were a lad Trying to root the arse off your mum or blow the fuck out of dad? Or, if you're a lassie, that part of you achin' The man who kissed Mum and brought home the bacon [Chorus] Mumma's in the kitchen, cooking fish and chips Daddy's in the toilet, bombing battleships Mumma's in the kitchen, cooking fish and chips Daddy's in the toilet, bombing battleships [Verse 3] What happens now? We're as naked as babies All over each other like VD or rabies In each others' jockettes long may we wallow Love is like cum, you gag but you swallow [Chorus] Mumma's in the kitchen, cooking fish and chips Daddy's in the toilet, bombing battleships Mumma's in the kitchen, cooking fish and chips Daddy's in the toilet, bombing battleships Mumma's in the kitchen, cooking fish and chips Daddy's in the toilet, bombing battleships Mumma's in the kitchen, cooking fish and chips Daddy's in the toilet, bombing battleships [Outro] Well, the fascinating witches put the scintillating stitches In the britches of the boys who put the powder on the noses Of the faces of the ladies of the harem of the court Of King Caractacus were just passing by All together now
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there was a time you weren't leaving but now your book is on fire with every yellowed page curling it's ashes and curly wire please do read the note they wrote then vote for goat emote in moat there was a time you were breathing but now your toes are on fire with your yellowed hair curling the ashes take another denier good boys deserve fruit they suit play flute drive ute toot toot point moot the temple's full of leavers, no sharing of the bread now prayers ended referenda, tally up their will and say "wow" hot sun-dial ticks a fine shadow, are you in it? forgotten bread won't feed this starving crowd, bin it the time has come that you're leaving since your mouth spat with fire with your yellowed scales curling in the ashes of a funeral pyre do not tell snake tales lost males never fails bucket bails ripped sails big whales
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This is the time It's the crime We'll be speedcar riding, cliff declining When it's the end Never mend We're all done deciding, no denying They won't replace Close the case All a lost cause hiding, it's unwinding Now it won't mend Bank won't lend We've all lost our timing, world is crying The thing's at it's limits, the world's at its end There's no time for prayer, no invoice to send The curtain is falling, no time for applause There's nothing to fight for, no justified cause When won't depend Machine won't send There are no trades plying, world a frying Say it today Games they play There are warplanes flying, babies crying Your life is through No more you Their bombs are falling, medics crawling Why would you try? God would cry There be starving, craving, no one's saving The machine is busted, the levers are bent There's no nothing, no income to pay any rent The shelves are all bare and there's nothing to eat And then we all die while the world's on repeat
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Words and music by TISM All right ladies and gentleman, Tonight we'll be starting off with Elders. Elders IXL, Elders 470, Equitycorp 140, GPT 275, GPT Broke 102, GPT Income no sale, GUD no sale, Gas power 42 cents, Gold security $1.60, G & Gotch 405 Awww, here's a go. Hanimex 55 cents, Hardy James 920, Helm Corporation 525, Herald 60, Hooker 245... All ordinaries index It screams out in the night All ordinaries index It haunts me to my bed All ordinaries index It fills my room with loathing All ordinaries index It never leaves my side Nananananananow! Nananananananow! Ohohohoh All ordinaries index Ohohohoh All ordinaries index All ordinaries index Take me from this aching All ordinaries index Rid me of my sentence All ordinaries index Send me back to caring All ordinaries index Give me rest and shelter Ohohohoh All ordinaries index Ohohohoh All ordinaries index Ohohohoh All ordinaries index Ohohohoh All ordinaries index
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Blues in Am 03:40

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These songs were originally published on SoundCloud, however these versions have been thoroughly remixed and remastered. This collection includes the first bunch of tunes written and produced on new (for me) software and a new (as in newly assembled) DAW - these 10 songs were done entirely on free software, namely Linux, Kubuntu, Ardour and a bunch of soft-synths, LV2 plugins and soundfonts.

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released September 22, 2020

All tracks written by Wayne Wayford of Go Back Wrong Wayne with the exception of A Face Full of Divertamenti and All Ordinaries Index which were originally written by TISM and are available at tism-this-is-serious-mum.bandcamp.com.

All performances, recording, sequencing, programming, mixing and mastering by Wayne Wayford with the exception of Blues in Am which uses a backing track downloaded from somewhere, just Google blues backing track, it's one of those.

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Go Back Wrong Wayne Newcastle, Australia

Go Back Wrong Wayne is Wayne Wayford from Newcastle, Awabakal country, on Australia's eastern coast.

Making music since 2013 and exclusively on FOSS / Linux since 2018.

Maybe best summed up as alt-pop, punk, electro and experimental.

GBWW celebrates 10 years in 2023!
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