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Rich Bastards Shit Me
01:53
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That's what I say/While you have to work all day/They sit back and give the orders/And whinge when things aint like they aughta/Yes indeed/All they do is eat and breed/Most people don't get enough to eat/While they get fat on wine and meat/I do declare/Sending us into warfare/Lying dead in muddy ditches/Just to protect their filthy riches/That's the truth/Their fucking scum and here's the proof/10% of people in the world own 90% of everything/(great lyrics, aye?)/That's a fact/It's time to start fighting back/Eat your turkey glut your wine/Your days are numbered bourgeois swine
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Dole Cheats R.O.K.
01:46
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Don't want to work my arse off in some shit factory/Don't want to dress like a yuppy conform to society/Don't want to bow down to a boss it's nothing to do with me/I just want to be myself I demand to be free/Don't want to hack up carcasses in some butcher's shop/Don't want to work for businesses I want that rot to stop/Don’t want to work the lowest wages because I'm not skilled/Then fired in only two weeks and feel like I've been killed/Don't want to be a resource for the militant capitalist/Don't want to be a taxfile number what a load of shit/Don't want to be forced to be part of something I don't like/You whinging mob of conservatives just get on your bikes
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Bored Pissed and Agro
01:02
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Every night/Every day/In the morning/After lunch/Down at work/On the dolequeue/At home with the kids/On public transport/Interstate/Overseas/Just next door/Everywhere/Everybody's doing it/Everybody has to/Go get fucked (Jesus Christ these are great lyrics!)
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Got the Sack Today
00:54
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Got my final payment/Kicked out on the pavement/Got my separation form/So I can get the dole/Join the others in the queue/Working class like me and you/People all around the land/Got their doleforms in their hands/Unemployment through the roof/Government denies the proof/Opposition doesn't care/Their all the same everywhere/Looking for another job/Wont hire me think I'm a yob/Feeling depressed I want to get drunk/But its not my bloody fault/Got nothing to do today/Because I got the sack today
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Terry Vine Must Die
01:13
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Terry Vine has got to die/And I'm going to tell you why/He's a scumbag journalist who writes a load of cappo shit/Terry Vine's a lying prick/His biased views give me the shits/He writes for the "Herald-Sun"/Shat from the establishment's bum/They fire workers and hire scabs/It’s a fucking bosses rag/Working people every morning/Exposed to Vine's fucking lies/Terry Vine hates feminists unions gays and ecologists/Choke him on his old school tie/Lets make the racist fucker die
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Stressed Out
06:18
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Every evening as the sun sets I feel myself start to fall/And as the night gets darker I feel the shadows in my soul/At the end of every day my mind starts to feel this way/It drives me crazy but I can't stop it/I just lie back in bed and cop it/Every headline in the news/Every story in the paper/Every insult on the street/Digs a hole that gets deeper/Feel my hatred grow inside/Like a boot right through my nuts/Like a cold fist of ice has a tight grip on my guts/What will happen to me tomorrow/Will I get kicked off the dole/Will I have to be evicted/Will I have to be evicted/Will I have nowhere to go/What will happen to us all when the government clamps down harder/Will we all rise up and fight or will we all lie down and die(I still like this song)
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I'm a Liability
01:21
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I don’t earn a single dollar I'm bludging on the dole/I don’t pay rent or board I live at my parents' home/I don’t have any resources I don’t have enough education/I just sit in my room at home indulging in masturbation/There's not a place that trusts me/There's not a boss that will hire me/The company's have blacklisted me/Social security supports me/I'm costing the taxpayer $90 every week/I spend it all on booze and drugs/I’ve got a bloody cheek/You can call me a lazy bastard/Say I should earn my keep/But I'll look out for myself from now until next week/I wont be part of a system that grinds the people down/I'll be a happy parasite/Shove responsibility up your arse
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Use Yuppies Not Lab Rats
02:53
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Okay lets assume you really need to test all those shampoos and perfumes to see if their the best/Torturing animals just isn’t done/Its not humane and its not even fun/But Ive got a good idea and I hope you consent/I haven’t heard a voice of dissenting opinion yet/It’s the trendy alternative to animal vivisection/And it helps cut down a little excess population/Lets vivisect the yuppies and liberate the animals/Any excuse will do to fuck off those cannibals/Who gives a flying F if a million yuppies die?/Sound good to me lets give it a try/Lets stick those rich bastards in specially designed chairs/Strap them down so they don’t escape then shave off all their hair/Force feed them with face cream drip shampoo into their eyes/Burn their skin with chemicals/Imagine their surprise
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I Wish I Was You
02:51
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You’re so hip your so cool you should have your own credibility school/Your so great your so mean your more than just a human being/Your so grouse your so ace you must have come from outer space/Your so big your shit don’t stink your god's incarnation on Earth I think/How can you cope with being so perfect?/Such genius must be a burden I bet/I feel so humble when your about you make me want to jump scream and shout
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Ruxton for P.M.
02:45
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We heard the news and were exited/Read the manifesto and where delighted/Have heard the truth and he's our man/To get this country out of the can/Somebody call an election quick/This pansy government is making us sick/Send an old-age digger to Parliament House/Ruxton's at the helm and we think that's grouse/We're punk rockers for Ruxton/Give Australia back its pride/Throw in the books/Singing round the fire/Oh goody everybody gets a job/Lick those boots and clean that bog/Get those Asians out of here/Hang the blacks and bash the queers/Fly the flag in every place/Launch satellites into outer space/Meet after work at the RSL/Singing our praises of how things turned out so well/National service makes a man of you/And if you’re a sheila there’s things you can do/Making the scones keeping the tea hot/While we keep the Indonesians on the trot/Bring back the 50's meat pies and cold beer/ANZAC parades and sheep to shear/Yes Ruxton's the one to make it come true/And you do want the lucky country don't you?
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Grovel With Gratitude
02:08
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Oh please kind sir give me a job I'll do anything if you give me a job I'll lick your boots I'll suck your cock I'll bend over backwards I'll do any job/Would it help if you paid me less than the dole?/Would it help if you didn't have to pay Medicare?/Would it help if I wasn't a member of a union?/If I worked 7 days a week would that get me a job?/Poor old farmer down on his luck needs young city kids on his farm for a job/Gonna teach those bludgers what hard work is/Gonna whip some discipline into those street kids/It's not the money I can starve if you want but the "Herald-Sun" says I'm depressed and angry/Maybe if I voted for a fascist dictatorship I'll get myself that all important job/So great employer give me a job I'll work in shit if it's labeled "A Job" I'll sell out my mates I'll never go home oh great lovely big boss fella etc. ad nauseam....
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Your a Farce
03:37
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All of a sudden you know everything/You’ve got every right in the world/Yesterday you where just your mother's little brat doing everything that you where told/You think your views are all there are and the rest of us are just scum/Your even quicker to condemn and judge than those who judge and condemn you/You run around trying to do everything/You think the revolution will start with you/The way you dress is just another shield from the reality your trying to escape/Only say the correct things to say/Only eat the correct food/So alternative so anarchic such a bloody fool/I don’t care how you’ve got your life worked out/I don’t care what your trying to prove/I don’t care how much your squat is worth/I don’t care about the trendy circles in which you move/But I wont have you standing in accusation of me/I wont have you slagging me off/If you try to put your shit onto me/I'll only tell you to fuck right off/I'm afraid you don’t impress me/You do nothing for me/It's got nothing to do with me/Another lifestyle casualty
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Meat Means Dinner
03:57
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I'm a bastard/No one trust me/I deserve to be shot/Stop me before I eat again/I'm not a real anarchist/I'm a closet Nazi/No brownie points for me/I'm such an evil person/I'm just so mentally sick/Think of all those poor little chickens (yum!)/How would I like it if a cow had me for dinner with mint sauce (ooh baby!)/One day the great vegan revolution will sweep me aside with the other heathens/And the master race will triumph purged of all impure lusts
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Serious Young Man
02:39
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He only always wears black/He speaks in quotation marks/He's deliberately spontaneous/He’s always on display/He never smiles if he can help it/He spends a lot of time reading/He always needs an audience/He's above us mere mortals/Nothing ever satisfies him save his own dissatisfaction/He'll be famous one day/Fortunately by then he'll be dead
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Fuck You Very Much
03:56
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Walking around the city all by myself/Passers by like to put me on the shelf/These cops with their McDonald’s in their hands laugh at me as I walk past their great big truck/But I've got to ignore them or they'll smash me in the face/The world seems full of fuckwits who have to open their mouths/Walking home from the pub late at night/Can't afford a taxi and no trams of course/Just my luck I walk into a mob of pissed trendies who think I dress weirder than they do/And once again I shut my face because I couldn’t win a fight/Are their lives so fucking boring that they have to come down on mine?/Nothing changes anywhere I go/I must be obviously weird/We're all treated the same anyway if you’re a woman a punk a black or gay/But what can I do about it? Just whinge about it in this song which the wankers are never going to hear cause their all into Heavy Metal or something (so am I, actually)/I wish I had a rifle or at least a petrol bomb/It'd be worth going to gaol to wipe away their smiles
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Let me take you by the hair I'll drag you through the streets of Perth/Behind the wheel of my automobile I'll show you what I'm worth/Get your cop car off the road it's standing in my way/If you’ve got superior fire power flaunt it is what I say/The coppers beat me up one time now five years down the track I went through the correct channels but now I'll go the hack
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Gee Doc, Thanks
01:33
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All power to psychiatry to keep people alive/The church we've all been waiting for has finally arrived/To keep the dream alive of Nazi surgeons' legacy/In this new improved one-up state of democracy/Tests and tests and stats and files prove the cause is right/Electro shock and deepo provero force you to see the light/Infallible psychiatrists move in mysterious ways/Curing pre-menstrual tension anti-socialism and gays/Healthy happy productive populations for the world/Prisoners and inmates around the thumb are twirled/Everyone's a little made except for the good doctor/An injection of prescription to quell the class war
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I Hate Your Guts
03:21
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I hate the following: christians/pagans/buddhists/Islam/the new age/the old age/all the cowards that cower before nothing/all the people who have all the answers/all the people who settle with denial/people who hate me because god told them too/their stupid churches/the Marxists/the Taylorists/the fascists/the liberals/the misogynists/the separatists/the cynics/the deluded/corporations/police/shithead gumby punks/arty fashion fascists/everyone who wants me to think like them/everyone who knows what’s going on but don't do anything about it/people who tell me to shut up/people like me who whinge all the time/people who don’t love anyone or anything/the bastards who inflict all this pain and shit (so there!)
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Carmaggedon Now
02:32
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I tried to cross the road but all the cars where in the way/No could hear me yell out so I didn’t get a say/Public transport really sucks cause it loses money/So they spend it all on roads what a jolly good idea/Another grave is in the ground another car speeds by/The perfect murder weapon that good money can buy/Wake up open up the windows smell that morning air/Then double up in coughing fits that catch you unaware/You don't think it's very fair when I scratch your paintwork/Or get in front of you driving on your way to work/Consider yourself lucky I don't carry a gun/You get off on speeding vandalism’s my kind of fun/I’ve lost all patience its taking its toll its too much in this fucking hole/Be careful where you park at night my mallet and I hide out of sight
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You don’t like me cause I don’t kill myself looking for work/You slave away for your fucking boss while I'd rather shirk/You’ve got your ideas worked out obviously I’ve got mine/Are we enemies without a common cause?/Other unemployed bods get raked in to break your strike/Bosses can get wage slaves any time they like/They say their honest workers but I say their fucking cowards/I know who's side I'm on in the class war/I don't know about the others but I'll be there come the time/No one I call comrade will cross any picket line/The bosses and the scabs are my enemy as well/Cause when you strike for you, you strike for me
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More Bollocks
04:15
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Mr. LaRouche as you shit in prison giving your orders and biding your time/Your followers are diligently spreading your word absolute in their adoration of you/And we cant help but be impressed at how far already you have come/And we look forward to meeting you when you come to claim your empire/Such a new respectable face to fascism the hate that dare not speak its name/Moderate and understandable/Logical like a vivisectionist/The best of the populism of the left and the best of the charisma of the right/Everything you want in one handy package/Now in new Australian accent (mate)/They’ve got all the answers/Tomorrow belongs to them/They’re going to get the power/Their going to make a believer out of you/(ad nauseam)
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Fuck That For a Joke
04:15
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I want to watch you dig your own grave smother yourself in your own words/Your TVfashioneducationopiniontalkfriends/I want to see you ignore your demise don’t call for help when you start to suffocate/Just keep piling your shit onto me all I can see is you shitting in fear/I need to hear you plan your demise without knowing what your going to say/Talk and talk with no consequences defend your right to have your own say/I need to hear it when you justify to me your ways of living and my problem to you/Ignorance of what you have to know your so stupid how can it be true?/I’ve come to watch you running around waving your arms and shouting abuse/Tighter and tighter in a smaller circle I'd try to help but I see no use/I wonder if I'm doing the same I feel fear that I'm just like you/Your grave can be a warning "Keep Changing Or You'll Be Here Too"/Bury yourself in cynicism, doubt, self superiority, bury yourself right out
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Can't Complain
02:04
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; I got a letter from the CES (back in the days when it was the Commonwealth Employment Service, as opposed to the more marketable name "Centrelink") today/I wish those computer prodders would go away/Never thought I'd be afraid of the mail but when I see the envelope my heart nearly fails/They've got me running all over town trying to make me sell-able to discerning bosses who are all infallible/They don't have to do anything but sit and pick and choose/We do our best to suck their arses but we always loose/Bills and bills and rent don't go away/Got fuck all for myself at the end of the day/Turn to my mates for help but wonder who cause everyone I know is in the same shit too/I'm sick and tired of being poor but what choice do I get?/Get a decent job and buy a house? Yea I bet/Mabey I'll win the Tats one day/Mabey pigs might fly/I've got to bite the bullet and admit I'll be here till I die/Got to toe the line they tell me to/Got to do the things they want me to do/I've got no back-up I'm stuck on my own/If you want to know what I think I'll tell you so/I'd love to burn the city down I'd start with Parliament House/Killing bureaucrats and bosses would be just fucking grouse/Tear down all this bullshit that stands between me and you/When we've got nothing but ourselves then we'll see what we can do
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Descent Into Patheticism
02:41
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No one loves me/No one wants to talk to me/No one invites me to their parties/No one rings me up/No one writes to me/No one cares about me/No one wants to know me/Oh god I'm feeling sorry for myself!/I've started writing poetry/I've started to con myself/Like "I don’t need them anyway" and "All I need is me"/I’ve started feeling superior to compensate my misery/I’ve started thinking I'm the only person in the world with problems/When will it all go right for me? When will I win millions of dollars? When will beautiful women bash down my door? When will the world recognize what an artistic genius I am? When they discover my dead body and realize what a wonderful person they've missed and curse themselves for not being my friend and be forced to say nice things at my funeral (you pretty much know the rest, I'm sure)
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At Least I Admit It
02:22
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I know shit when I smell it I smell it all the time/The world is your problem and you are mine/I know bullshit when I hear it I hear it everyday/I’ve gone on to the dead end of life and I don’t go away/I end up with the whingers/It’s the way I want to go/We can all whinge together/It’s the only thing we know/What fun to depress each other until we're all depressed to death/No achievements that mean anything or we wouldn’t be us I guess/Everything we plan together comes down to just me and you/So we end up doing nothing/What the fuck else can we do?/Why pretend we're getting anywhere when we end up on square one?/Pleasing ourselves might not be so important but at least its fun/Here we come to be ignored by the world and its human horde/Everything we do turns to shit/Here we come to be ignored/Irritate or outright abhorred/We all know that we are shit
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Everyone says they want to stop the rot but they've been at it since year dot/Divided we stand united we fall/Better people than us have gone to the wall/Lot's of talk of struggle but it's all absurd/Solidarity is just another empty word/Everyone has the same pain and fears and everyone has their own bright ideas/No one wants to forget the past but we don't remember that nothing lasts/Millions of fingers pointing the way/Solutions are a dime a dozen these days/Mass debating is everywhere/There's nothing to agree on cause there's nothing there/Rebels get gung-ho when they get pissed/There's got to be something better than this/If you’ve got the answers then join the queue/Just take a number and I'll soon be with you/I'm reading the papers and sifting through leaflets/I'll place the cops ten to one as a sure bet/You may thing you stand out and you’re the one but the bastards have got us all under the thumb/In a revolution where we all play a part getting rid of politics would be a good start/National-socialist what's your game?/International-socialist playing just the same/Anarchist/Monarchist/Liberal/Conservative/Shove it up your arse!!!
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...
01:38
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Is everything so lost?/Is it all up for grabs?/What's the point in asking if we're going to last?/Is this the last laugh at us?/Have we really gone down the tubes?/Do we just pull out the white flag and say we're born to loose?/I still seem to be here/I noticed we haven't died yet/We're still living and breathing/They haven't fucked us yet/My brain's in working order/It's not the best but it will do/I'm going to work on fighting back what about you?/Did we do all that for nothing?/Do we now just wash our hands?/Did we just make fools of ourselves every time we made a stand?/We still don't need the bosses' shit and that's still true/We didn't fail if we survived to still do the things we do/I don't care if it sounds stupid I'm not going to die with grace/When they come here for us we should smash them in the face/Why wait for them to move first?/We can duck and we can dive/Mabey we'll come through allright/...
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