well preparing for a scene where it might not be alright is your hair greased back are your jeans on too tight? you are bound to come across some people you won't like so don't go out in Newcastle you'll get into a fight no need for bus or train, we'll do laps all night your Commodore replaced your brain, your mates say 'allright' you are bound to do no good you'll set something alight so don't go out in Newcastle you'll get into a fight

Fuck the politically minded, here's something I want to say, About the state of nation, the way it treats us today. At school they give you shit, drop you in the pit, You try, you try, you try to get out, but you can't because they've fucked you about. Then you're a prime example of how they must not be, This is just a sample of what they've done to you and me. Do they owe us a living? Of course they do, of course they do. Owe us a living? Of course they do, of course they do. Owe us a living? OF COURSE THEY FUCKING DO. Don't want me anymore, 'cause I threw it on the floor. Used to call me sweet thing, I'm nobody's plaything, And now that I am different, 'd love to bust my head, You'd love to see me cop-out, 'd love to see me dead. Do they owe us a living? Of course they do, of course they do. Owe us a living? Of course they do, of course they do. Owe us a living? OF COURSE THEY FUCKING DO. The living that is owed to me I'm never going to get, They've buggered this old world up, up to their necks in dept. They'd give you a lobotomy for something you ain't done, They'll make you an epitomy of everything that's wrong. Do they owe us a living? Of course they do, of course they do. Owe us a living? Of course they do, of course they do. Owe us a living? OF COURSE THEY FUCKING DO. Don't take any notice of what the public think, They're so hyped up with T.V., they just don't want to think. They'll use you as a target for demands and for advice, When you don't want to hear it they'll say you're full of vice. Do they owe us a living? Of course they do, of course they do. Owe us a living? Of course they do, of course they do. Owe us a living? OF COURSE THEY FUCKING DO.

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v1: A bloated carcass in a dried river bed A busload of workers. Broken down, batteries dead ch1: Pull from the front Push from the rear (x4) v2: A sign says "Lost Dog" in the middle of the road The tired workers. Marching, carrying the load ch2: Pull from the front Push from the rear Lost dog is a runt The dog isn't here Pull from the front Push from the rear Bus driver's a cunt Their bosses all snear br: Life as a commodity in a world without worth You gotta ask yourself: does the dog have it any worse? v3: The end of the day, a change of shift but not of tune They were going home; they won't be there soon ch3: Pull from the front Push from the rear Bus driver's a cunt Lost dog isn't here The bus needs a shunt The workers a beer The knife is so blunt The bosses all snear They're punching the clock The ending they feared Their necks on a block A feeling so weird Pull from the front Push from the rear The knife is so blunt The bosses are near

Well take a look what we have here a pathetic sample of a humane race a derelict, an IQ bandit we'll deal with it now just watch this space Help is just interference, interference with a smiling face as we turn to exhibit 'B' an animal extinction habitat replaced we all care for the environment especially when it has a cute cuddly face Help is just interference, interference with a smiling face

the funneh thing about it you always end up on your knees now you think about it too late you voted, no more "please" too many doubts about it you always wake up on your knees too late to shout about it you gonna get it, you will see what you want aint what you need so your life is lived on your knees what you want aint what you need so your life is lived on your knees

No cuts to unis No cuts to pensions No cuts to health No promise mentioned Hiding his past Torn from the page Of Uni 'paper Punched wall in rage You've got reasons For your unreason Take me outside Punch me in head Excused all seasons Would be a treason But you're still a pom Big up for mining Despite the science Ruling for Murdoch With full compliance Bipedal rat With monkey ears Won't serve a full term Once we all hear You've got reasons For your unreason Take me outside Punch me in head Covered in lesions Rabbit hunting season Cos you're still a pom

v1: Micrographia Lewy bodies (abnormal aggregates of protein) apothecary Dopamine Delirium tremons (shaking frenzy) Tremors, tremors Kinesia paradoxa (severe difficulties with simple movements) I'm not keen Ch: This is an essay on the Shaking Palsy The more I concentrate, the more I shake Can't make a cup of tea v2: Tonic-clonic (generalized seizure that affects the entire brain) Autonomic (part of the peripheral nervous system) paralysis agitans (latin term for shaking palsy) tremorous state Camptocormia (forward flexion of the spine) Dyskinesia (involuntary muscle movements) Hypomimia (masked facies) Oops, dropped plate Ch: This is an essay on the Shaking Palsy The more I concentrate, the more I shake Can't make a cup of tea

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

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

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

[v1] An exfiltrated sample mix An excited lab scientist A wavering flame, the Bunsen burns The sample held and slowly turns They're cooking up some secret brew Innoculation for the flu The funding's in, the money spent The Government, they pay the rent [ch] And it's there Everybody knows where They acid test the Kool Aid Everybody goes spare [v2] They're voting in the Election To get some lead and direction Four years lost in raging seas Capped by infection with disease Result unsure, it's off to court Another controversy to report Months and years go by and then They expect you to go vote again [ch] And it's there Everybody knows where They acid test the Kool Aid Everybody goes spare

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

Front of the line it ain't time to unwind You've gotta maintain the scene of the crime It ain't mine you'll find as you grind orange rind Peeling back the layers, citric lemon and lime It's free, you've gotta let it be No matter who can see It's time for that certain breakthrough We'll leave behind and deceive They'll never conceive The mud that no one will rake through Through the turnstiles all the while cycles pile You've got a mountain, a shiny metal mile It ain't mine, you'll rhyme another time as we find No resistance, no loss, no acts in kind

Can't find the fake tool So you try to use a made fool Always running at points on the horizon cos you Gotta be with all them too Scanning time's all that matters To all the mad hatters Gonna be the disease that breaks you Can't be an old fix So you need some new tricks Never catching the shadows in the dust cos you Gotta be with them all mixed

v1: 00:22 [bar 9] I can't roll the dice, tried to twice Your new dimension fits, listen in Can't be told - not to live in it For a bit, hurry quick You were waiting there in the air Couldn't hold your breath, I detest Asked your friends, take you where? Always so unfair, your evil glare -------- v2: 01:08 [bar 25] Wearing what you liked, favourite dress Nooooo-body there but us knew Bouyant there, being everywhere Trinkets were left for you People we - met and left never knew Cakes and steaks, beer and flakes - never could High grace like there's no rat-race Lovers see, greet the chosen few --------- 02:20 [bar 50] People are just worked like clay, vote for rorters who let sharks have the final say Your humanity, they fight it 03:17 [bar 70] Happens everyday but hey, no one noticed, they're hiding it so far awayyyyy You won't hear them speak, they're quiet [silenced] Turning boats away but hey, no opposition, they always stay out of the wayyyy Life of hopelessness and violence 03:40 [bar 78] Between here and now / There is something Rule with fear and clout / Always gunning Leaving little doubt / Always holding Back - all the facts Climate facts Between then and now / Debt has doubled Not an issue now / Was never trouble Press won't mention how / Always holding Back - all the facts Eating is taxed Facts are just attacked / It's all a story Born to rule in self / -annointed glory Blood and war their game / Love it gory There's no sense or rhyme, there's no reason There's no sense or rhyme, there's no reason There's no sense or rhyme, there's no reason There's no sense or rhyme, there's no reason There's no sense or rhyme, there's no reason

Join the army, join the navy, join the air force, marines maybe Fly a jet, blow up a tank, you'll wade thru mud, die for a Yank We're all so afflicted Too much fun, we're addicted It's all about - your nation's hour of need It's all about - dirty oil and greed Don't wanna talk about - all the trouble you've seen If you were meant to go much further We'd delay the time of murder I'm affected, your effect Lest we forget it's true Let's talk dirty, let's talk babies, let's talk disease, scabies, rabies Got a treatment, got a cure, you've had a jab, you will endure Paging for assistance Immunity, resistance It's all about - the sowing of seed It's all about - on who's cross do we bleed Don't wanna talk about - that shit that you've seen If we were meant to go much further They'd arrange a different murder Misdirected, stress perfect Lest We Forget - it's True

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[00:03] You've heard, I spose, about a turd that goes 'round as the leader of the band He eats the poor, always wants some more He never had a weight loss plan But what he's got is a big blue dot Half the band are set against him He's a monster, sure, with no heart at its core Watch them give his chin a trim [00:22] Red blood, blue vein Sociopath, insane Some win, most lose Still bleeding and so bruised [00:35] We don't have much time to dress the wound and burst the blister Quick we have to dig the cyst out [00:40] Now it's time to operate, get the knife and penetrate Cotton wool, cotton wool; Dab the bleeding out [00:48] Blue tie stained Monster slain [01:00] Now it's time for autopsy, stretch ribs open have a see Get a tray, get a tray; Catch what's spilling out [01:25] The monster's on the table leaking fluids, leaking blister Slowly it will bleed itself out [01:31] Now it's time to sew it up, pack it back and wrap it up Ready for, ready for; The family's coming out [01:50] Now it's time to show the dead. Monster's got a crooked head Push it back, push it back; We left it's liver out [01:56] So now you know about the turd that went Around as the leader of the band He was a monster all along He was part of a larger plan His family, such a tragedy Never knew his real ID But we kicked him out, he's got no clout Now he lives in the mortuary