1. |
Janglehorse
03:01
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wake up, wake up feeling kinda shitty
wallow, wallow in some self pity
feeling, feeling a bit more, id than ego
they never, they never said it would be easy
well what's the secret, what keeps us going
don't try and tell me, perpetual motion
yeah something's gone wrong, on my train line
stuck in the fourth wall, now there's five columns
and have you, ever considered the possibility
that we're all dead, and everything from now on well it's irrelevant
and have you, ever considered the possibility that nothing is real
and your thoughts, never existed in reality and your best friend's an actor
think solipsistical, alone in my head
it's kinda scary, talk to a councillor
I need opinions, but just the right ones
justification , not fallibilistic
and have you, ever considered the possibility
that we're all dead, and everything from now on well it's irrelevant
and have you, ever considered the possibility that nothing is real
and your thoughts, never existed in reality and your best friend's an actor
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2. |
Dance
03:20
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It's been a pretty boring night
I feel tired, don't feel alright
I thought she was a warrior
I guess that must have worried her?
Here's the awkward pause
I think that it's killing me
I hate this kinda deal
I just wanna say
OoOo Baby, do you
Wanna Dance?
OoOo Girl, I know
That I do
I feel elated, feel so damn good
but after all I never thought I would
I guess it's something you need to do
I just really want to dance with you
Here's the awkward pause
I think that it's killing me
I hate this kinda deal
I just wanna say
OoOo Baby, do you
Wanna Dance?
OoOo Girl, I know
That I do
credits
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3. |
Bedhead
02:27
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I was entirely covered in anxiety
I learned to rise and shine
maybe even be on time
under the sheets and bed
nothing really going through my head
I learned a different way
staying in the whole damn day
Spending two years indoors
reading the daily drawls
sleep the whole day away
same thing the very next day
hey, bedhead x4
I needed someone there,
someone who would really care
be my friend, be my alarm
pushed under the rug of harm
maybe ill sneak out onto the streets
slippers on both of my feet
but ill be back just to lay in bed
in a place, better off than dead
Spending two years indoors
reading the daily drawls
sleep the whole day away
same thing the very next day
hey, bedhead x4
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4. |
Build It Up
02:31
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*Audible sample from John Day's Speech announcing the construction of Elizabeth Quay*
well livin round here is such an easy matter
you just step outside; youre surrounded by matter
you take a bus a train a ferry and its all the same
be more like melbourne, yeah it’s one big game
seeing skyscrapers from your bed
see all the buildings made of lead
we'll build it up, we'll build it up, we'll build it up
let's knock it down, knock it down
we'll build it up, we'll build it up
let's knock it down, knock it down
we'll build it up, build it up
let's knock it down, knock it down
we'll build it up. build it up
Well I don't really care bout no Elizabeth Quay,
I mean i'm not opposed to change but
what’s it gotta do with me?
well a name is a name, but she's not my queen
Take a walk down st georges, maybe you'll know what I mean
Naming stuff after dead old men
It's just like Reagan all over again
Why we gotta all think like the hive
maybe one day there'll be a Mabo drive
we'll build it up, we'll build it up, we'll build it up
let's knock it down, knock it down
we'll build it up, we'll build it up
let's knock it down, knock it down
we'll build it up, build it up
let's knock it down, knock it down
we'll build it up, build it up
*Audible destruction of the City of Perth*
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5. |
Spinning Silver
01:28
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6. |
Doogs
03:04
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It was dark, we were drinking goon
by the light outside our tents
it was all dust and dirt
as we drank from nozzle to throat
I remember six or seven of us,
then again well maybe I don't
we were talking about later on and
about bands that we didn’t know
Maybe it was sound of, everyone being in time
Maybe it was the though that, we were so belligerently drunk
What a night it turned out to be,
as we trudged back to our tents
dan was on stage for kirin,
while jacob yacked in the shrubs
we sat around the dim lit torch,
and told stories as shem threw up
held a finger to the sky,
as he knew his number was up
Maybe it was the shaking that made everyone move in time
Maybe it was the feeling of the goon finally making its mark
Turn, the, fuck, ing, light out light out
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7. |
Bad News Bus
03:45
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get out of bed, wait for a bus
a fine locomotive with the pascal touch
I'm just a commuter goin A --> B
could this get any more bourgeoisie? (bourgeois)
Oh shit i've got a phone call, a phone call? a phone call
No way i've got a pm, a pm? yeah a pm
I'll get the bus
BAD NEWS BAD NEWS BUS (x6)
what do I do, do I get here?
this isn't how pt is supposed to be
help me miss frizzle it's a complete disaster
should've stayed in bed and floated thereafter
I'll get the bus
BAD NEWS BAD NEWS BUS (x6)
well I only topped up a week ago
so my balance is getting pretty low
I'm not sure if I can get on
I guess I'm walking home
I'll get the bus
BAD NEWS BAD NEWS BUS (x6)
I'm getting fired
BAD NEWS BAD NEWS BUS
the milk's expired
BAD NEWS BAD NEWS BUS
she doesn't like me
BAD NEWS BAD NEWS BUS
they might indict me
BAD NEWS BAD NEWS BUS
*scat*
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