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Don't Shit on Me
03:44
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I'm willing to hedge my bets
Because I can tell what's coming next
And I haven't even answered your first text
There's always a catch and that's a fact
And even when I do react
You miss the point of my feedback
You call me a good friend indeed
But really you're just that guy in need
Of someone who can get you a bag of weed
Now's time that we don't pretend
That we're all good and that we're still friends
I think I've reached my bitter end
Consistently, you're persistently calling up when it suits your needs
For what's it worth, which isn't much
I'd rather keep my slate clean
I don't want that shit near me
Don't shit on me
I'm not a dumping ground
Every time you do, it leaves a bad taste in my mouth
And you're not the same
I've tried in so many ways
But that's just how it is these days
I'm so damn sick of this shit
I'm done, I'm over it
Just get the hint and fucking quit
Consistently, you're persistently falling out of luck with me
For what's it worth, which isn't much
I'd rather keep my slate clean
I don't want that shit near me
And I think you'd agree
That's it best to be
Distant from the scene
Fuck me
Don't shit on me
I'm not a dumping ground
I think it's time that we don't pretend
That we're all good and that we're still friends
I don't wanna put up with that shit anymore
Don't leave your bullshit at my door
Don't shit on me
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2. |
Fuck This, I Quit
03:19
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Every Monday I rise
Slam my face against the stone and start the grind
I collect my ten cents for my pound of flesh
Laugh my way to the bank with what I've got left
I punch the clock and they keep the riches
I'm moving up north to eat a lotta peaches
Fuck this, I quit
You can take this job and shove it
Non-stop horseshit way to waste my time, I love it
Read my lips
Fuck this, I quit
Honest work I don't mind
I just think it would be nice to retire this side of 85
You can't do shit for yourself when you've got someone else middle managing your life
Boss makes a dollar, I make a dime
That's why I shit on company time
Fuck this, I quit
You can take this job and shove it
Non-stop horseshit way to waste my time, I love it
Read my lips
Fuck this, I quit this desperate feeling
I'm gonna blast off through the ceiling
The Australian dream is wrecked
I gotta hit eject
You'll find my two weeks' notice in the chorus
Fuck this, I'm sick
Of kissing arse and saying "yes sir, I love it!"
I'm done, I quit
Take this job and I'll tell you where to shove it
Keep us busy while you bleed us dry (Fuck this, I quit)
Rich get richer while we starve and die (Fuck this, I quit)
I just wanna live my fuckin' life (Fuck this, I quit)
And I don't wanna waste another minute (Fuck this)
Read my lips
Fuck this, I quit
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3. |
Nam and Na Man
04:25
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An eight hour flight
Combine that with another hour's drive through the streets of Ho Chi Minh
I felt kinda dry and dazzled by the flashing lights
They told me I could get drinks two-for-one
But that's kinda sly
Considering that everything is kinda same-same
But they're not to blame
I was gonna buy two of them anyway
And then on the side of the street in a place called the Dong Bar, I found a local beer-swilling yokel asking if I wanted to go for a ride
Well yeah, I do
There's a guy gone in Saigon
A missing man in Vietnam
Does anyone know where he's been?
Cause he's somewhere in Ho Chi Minh
So I jumped on his bike
He handed me a stackhat with a star
Told me to keep it, it was mine
We got really high
And I started to wonder if I'd make it through the night alive with this old guy
But I was fine
Cannibinoid paranoia isn't the best overseas employer for ya
After offering me a job at an empty club designed for snobs
We headed to a dive bar with reggae beats and Russians
Maybe they're spies
I don't know
But for all they know
There's a guy gone in Saigon
A missing man in Vietnam
Does anyone know where he's been?
Cause he's somewhere in Ho Chi Minh
At the end of the night I found a Burger King™ that gave me beer for free with every meal I'd buy
Riding on cloud nine
I staggered back to my hotel alright
Receptionist called me aside
Said, "Talk to this guy, he's been wondering where the hell you've been tonight
You were supposed to meet him here at five"
Drunkenly I spoke to some bloke I had just woke up in the middle of the night
Said, "I'll see you in the morning
One final warning, don't make me tell you one more time"
One more time
There's a guy gone in Saigon
A missing man in Vietnam
Does anyone know where he's been?
Cause he's somewhere in Ho Chi Minh
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4. |
Spudnugget
02:21
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Little eyes staring up at the sky
Looking handsome and wise with a totally vacant mind
Underfoot and misunderstood
But there's something about your little heart that's got me all blissed out
Spudnugget
You cast a spell on me
Spudnugget
You're dreaming your little dreams
Spudnugget
You are a mystery
Spudnugget!
Black hole, staring into my soul
Singing songs that I long to unfold but I'll never know
Through the haze I see legs for days
Closing in to erase all of my personal space
Spudnugget
You cast a spell on me
Spudnugget
You're dreaming your little dreams
Spudnugget
You are a mystery
With sharp little teeth
Little man why are you wet?
You live rent-free in my house and my head
Shredding up my brand new shoes
But I can't stay mad cause you're so damn cute
Spudnugget
You cast a spell on me
Spudnugget
You're dreaming your little dreams
Spudnugget
You are a mystery
With sharp little teeth
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5. |
DGAF
01:58
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Walking through the depot while I'm trying to work
When I'm suddenly I'm accosted by a boring old jerk
Tells me he's got something, says, "Come here dude!"
And what do I see, it's a fuckin' Rubik's Cube™
He started explaining how to solve 'em
I knew then and there I had to dissolve him
I really didn't care to waste my time with this guy
Picked up my bag, looked him in the eye and said
Don't give a fuck
Don't give a fuck
Fuck me, some people just don't take a hint
He carried on anyway, I thought I should sprint
There's times that I'll listen and pretend to be nice
Not on this occasion, he needed some advice
I thought of the nice ways I could say what I wanted to say
But this dropkick's wasted enough of my day
Just four words would do it, there's no other way
Don't give a fuck
Don't give a fuck
Don't give a fuck
Don't... give... a... fuck
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6. |
Shame Tornado
04:08
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Sky's dark
The ritual starts
I find a little hole to crawl into
Clip show
Highlights of my lows
On loop until the tape snaps clean in two
Every cell of my tiny brain
Is stuck replaying all my past mistakes
I can't escape, so just let go
The shame tornado
Round and round I go
Bear hug
Hugga bubba love
Wrapped tight around my soul till I turn blue
Sit back, just fuckin' relax
No chance, there's a black hole calling me
Every cell of my tiny brain
Is stuck replaying all my past mistakes
I can't escape, just let go
The shame tornado
Round and round I go
My head's a mess
I'm shaking it like an Etch-a-Sketch™
Erase all content and start again
Pull my thread, I'm unraveling
Till there's nothing left
Unplug my head and start again
Unplug my head
A second try
One more chance and I'll get it right
Surely I can't fuck everything up twice
A thousand volts right between my eyes
To clear my mind
Unplug my head and start again
Unplug my head
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BRODOWN Melbourne, Australia
Brodown might be too loud, but they really are very good boys. Fixtures of Melbourne's punk scene, sure they yell a lot, but with songs about cats and not being an arsehole, it's always for a good cause.
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