1. |
No Such Thing
02:25
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If there was such a thing as good cops, there wouldn't be bad cops
I'm not doing it coz i like it they say, I'm just doing my job
some turn a blind eye, others like to watch, I'm just doing my job
That i chose over any other job i could have got that wouldn't have involved being a fucking dog
but they're just doing their job
Well I'm just doing my job,
Letting you know, that they're doing theirs wrong.
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2. |
Stop Right There
02:53
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You can't come in here cobber
get out you're too bloody pissed
that's what the bouncer said to me
cahn cunt just let us in I need to take a fucken piss
I said before my stomach met his fist
I look down at my jeans they're filled with blood and piss
but my bladders empty now so I don't really give a shit
til i hear
Stop right there mate.
Stop right bloody fucken there.
oi oi stop right there cobber
you filthy cunt you've pissed yourself
that's what the copper said to me
cahn cunt I didn't mean it I tried to do the right thing
I said as they chucked me in their car
I threw a kick and started to run and got pretty far,
thought I'd got away til I heard that cunt's voice sayin
Stop right there mate
Stop right bloody fucken there
oi oi public pissin what a stunt
feel remorse you little fucking cunt
that's what the judge said to me
cahn cunt cut some slack there was no public dunnies bro
I said as he wacked his hammer down
he handed me a big old fine then I was straight back on the town
I got blazed til i was not phased
then i heard a siren sound and a
Stop right there mate
Stop right bloody fucken there.
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3. |
What Do You Write?
03:14
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I fell asleep on the last outbound train
when a boney hand shakes me and I jolt awake
fear's gripping me tight as I hear a voice say
what the fuck are you doing in Beckenham mate?
I open my eyes and get back my sight
in my face is a slender man wielding a knife
is his left hand, and a dirty in his right
he says give us ya nikes bro give us ya nikes
do you wanna live through the night
tell me what do you write
what is your word won't you please tell me now
what line are you from
what crews do you drop
what side are you from
and who's side are you on
roll on my side the south side we sell drugs to kids
kill every snitch and put holes in the pigs
we'll make you rich
as I thought about this, he stabbed me with a fit and ganked all my shit
I tried to fight but a left right goodnight
knocked me down unconscious
then i woke up in Gosnells
Stumbled off the train my face battered and bleeding
into 3 mums with 10 kids each all tied up on leaches
one of thems covered in sores and lesions
he uses his teeth to break free from his lead and hes running at me
pulls a duzz from his ear and shoves it in his dot
says what are you looking at dog? stay out of the Goz
then he wiggles his right thumb and says with some spite um
have you got a light bra have you got a light?
you wanna live through the night...
that night at maylands station my face painted with blood
I believe its october, 31st of the month
some guy comes up, toothless smile on his head
you won't believe what he said to me..
He said Halloween aye, you wanna see something scary cunt?
give me all of your shit, coz I've got a fit and it's dirty
Give us ya phone
Give us ya rock
Give us ya shoes
and give me your watch
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4. |
Hepburn Avenue
02:24
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today i walked a highway that ive trod so many times before
and i filled bags with rubbish that i found on the floor
i hoped that amongst the mess i might find 50 bucks
you know what i found 40 and i took it to the shops
where i bought myself some wine
gave the change to a busker hope written on a cardboard site
we sat down and played some songs we both like (dammit)
i could tell from his eyes that he wasnt alright
he saw the same in mine but we both lied and said everythings fine
then we walked away with some spare change and a smile
i walked the same way back again
saw the road was already trashed, it got me down
if we can't treat this world like a friend
how long til it kicks us out
ah fuck it i kept walking
picking up dumpers and filling up a pouch
in case you ask me for a ciggie the next time we hang out
and i'll say
its not much but its something
maybe enough to get you through another day
as long as we've got us
we'll never have nothing and i hope that gets us through another day.
dun dun dun dunnn
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5. |
Hey, It's Steve
03:32
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Hey, It's Steve, how ya goin? how ya been?
yeah alright bro what about you
yeah pretty good man its been ages aye what have you been up to
ah not much mahn you know same old bro just chilling and stuff ya know
we should catch up for a beer or something sometimes though
yeah i dont really drink anymore these days
you know with the misso and the kids and that
...been doing plenty of shabs tho
ah fuck yeah you got any bro?
im just grabbing some cat food i'll swing by yours soon
ah fuck umm ahh fuck ahhh ok steve see ya in a bit
15 minutes later
a knock at the door
when i answer it you'll never believe who it is
hey, it's steve.
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6. |
Winston
03:28
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vacant kitchen table
chose the chair facing the wall
staring at the peeling paint
another fucking birthday
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7. |
Spud The Couch Surfer
02:56
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he drops right in to your house
says he's hanging ten on your couch
asks for a ciggie, smokes half ya pouch
has another of ya beers and he's wipin out
youd like to say something but you cant
he sleeping with a knife stashed up his ass
if you wake him up he'll box cut ya pretty fast
so you best be on your tip toes when your walking past
you try to kick him out but you know you'll never win
he's wearing all your clothes and smells just like a bin
you'd like to use your couch but now thats where he lives
your favourite guy who always takes and never gives
hes spud the couch surfer
you had a little faith and told him he could stay
now hes on your couch you'll never get him out
he's spud
a stain on your couch that you're never getting out
you asked him to leave day ago
youd tell him again but you never know
last time he knocked you out in one blow
and you dont really feel like getting K.O'd
no way, nuh uh, looks like spud is here to stay
oh and look he bought all of his mates
now you cant get in your house theres no fucking space
you tried to kick him out...
maybe he's just a normal guy
maybe a killer in disguise
he's got a gun I'm dead
woops.
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8. |
Blinds
04:53
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last night i hoped i'd never have to see the sun rise
now its piercing my blood shot eyes
fixated on a lip stick stain that you left
down the side of a mouldy cup of wine
some wounds just cant be healed by time
if youre here to steal my heart please form a line
i dont know why youd commit such a crime
knowing its just my broken heart that youll find
but thats fine by me
its just the excuse i need to become the car crash i always wanted to be
too tired to drive i let go of the wheel
and i just close my eyes
this world has nothing left to offer
i have nothing left now to offer the world
watch one last sunset through the cracks in the blinds
at this motel the pigs won't need their black light
coz these wounds will never heel in time
i'll bleed out before the ambulance arrives
no one saw it coming coz they just ignored the signs
and the guilt will burn away in the backs of their minds
and thats fine by me...
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9. |
Toxic City
03:22
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oops I woke up, grabbed a brush and played with your heart and make up
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Vernon Surly Melbourne, Australia
A crushing blow of reality.
These are the bags of our lives
and life lessons
G-Wood to Depreston,
V.Surly, a question to the answer
that nobody questioned.
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