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20 Years
04:43
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They’re packed in tightly and they’re off to bed
Footy training’s over and the road lies straight ahead
Twilight is falling, can he go through with this shit
The road keeps rolling, cat’s eyes come and they slip
[CHORUS]
They’re moving, not dead
They’re pushing 20 years out of my head
They’re moving, not dead
They’re pushing 20 years out of my head
They’re packed in tightly and they’re off to bed
Mum doesn’t know it but they’re gonna wake up dead
They see some movement, coughing up the front
Is he gonna do it? Winchelsea’s biggest cunt
[CHORUS]
They’re packed in tightly and they’re off to bed
Mum doesn’t know it but they’re gonna wake up dead
They see some movement, coughing up the front
Is he gonna do it? Winchelsea’s biggest cunt
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2. |
Swinging
05:39
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Black Line, frontline,
Alive and they’ll keep on swinging
On trial, en garde, silent movement and they’re still swinging
Indigenous lifeforms pushing from headlane
Finger on the trigger, keep ‘em swinging
Throw down another’s take down
Heads up keep fivinging
Eyes on Treeline for the peeking faces
Darkeness moving, never ending
We won’t stop and they will not surrender
Always so right, always correct
Heaving pushing, groaning, screaming, dying
Keep it moving always ever forward
Keep on watching Keep on swinging
They got their right
Got Mine – To die - tonight
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3. |
RIP RIP
02:19
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Ride down to the sea (yeah)
Waves are crashing on me there
Take a dip in the sea
PM’s splashing about, the rip is taking him out
[CHORUS]
Rip Rip - the PM’s deceased
Rip Rip - cease to exist
Rip Rip - dangerous places
Rip Rip - resting in pieces
Heavy undertow, dragging him below
Now they can’t find his clothes, and nobody knows
Dive into the waves
Cold watery graves
PM cannot be saved
Made to look like a fool, Melbourne memorial pool
[CHORUS]
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4. |
Heads Exploding
03:30
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Hey gotta light?
I’m moving always southbound
Fuck yeah, I’m right
Gonna take you all the way down
Keep shifting right
Repacking, reloading
In broad daylight
Their little heads are exploding
[Chorus]
You can’t hide
Tables, bodies falling
I’ve seen the light
I’ve gotta heed my calling
Ostracised
Left of centre
Gonna take my time
And they’ll all remember
It’s your life
It’s your life
It’s your life
It’s your life until you die
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5. |
Bodies in Vats
03:36
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Bodies in vats, death tax
Speculation leads to suffocation
Your overdraft’s got you sinking fast
Taxation and asphyxiation
You’ll get your cash back when your bones crack
Perspiration and defecation
Bleed you dry, hang you high
Sex assaults in bank vaults
It appears there are some problems with your records
You have been withdrawing far more than you’ve been depositing
So we kindly request your assistance
In helping us to remove this annoying anomaly
Bodies in vats, death tax
Hyper inflation, decapitation
Company float, slit throat
no obligation negotiation
Credit card rate’s gonna seal your fate
Perspiration then defecation
Bleed you dry, hang you high
Sex assaults in bank vaults
It aint gonna snow (x4)
Tear your fucking soul apart (x4)
Bodies in vats, Piss fats (x4)
Thanks very much for your assistance
We require all of your financial documentation
Please notify your next of kin and gather your dental and identification records
And please follow us this way with an overwhelming sense of dread
Bodies in vats, death tax
Speculation leads to suffocation
Your overdraft’s got you sinking fast
Taxation and asphyxiation
You’ll get your cash back when your bones crack
Perspiration then defecation
Bleed you dry, hang you high
Sex assaults in bank vaults
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6. |
Sexy Secret
07:14
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We’re watching, we’re waiting
Unacknowledged, recording your movements
Unnoticed, clandestine
So tasteless, transcribing your transgressions
What you say, What you do
What you think, now ones and zeroes
[CHORUS]
And we’ve got it all, yeah we’ve got it all
Your memories, confessions
All your sexy secrets (x2)
We’re forming, evolving
Across all platforms, we’re omnipresent
Lines blurring, fact and fiction
Persona or personification?
You’re fading, dissipating
Challenging your existence
What you say, What you do
What you think, now ones and zeroes
SEXY SECRET (x4)
yeah we’ve got it all
Your memories, confessions
All your sexy secrets
Don’t worry about who’s watching
We’re still here and we’re still waiting
It’s okay baby just say it
We’ll keep it our sexy secret (oh yeah)
We’re downloading, documenting
Collating your indiscretions
What you say, What you do
What you think, your whole existence
[CHORUS]
We’re downloading, documenting
Collating your indiscretions
Stay mobile, stay logged in
Keep updating, we crave your input
What you say, What you do
What you think, your whole existence
Write it down, to build you up
Then leak it out, rub you out
SEXY SECRET (x4)
yeah we’ve got it all
Your memories, confessions
All your sexy secrets
yeah we’ve got it all
Your memories, your indiscretions
Your transgressions, all your secrets, so sexy
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