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Stop Right There
02:32
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u cant come in here cobba,
get out youre too bloody pissed,
thats what the bouncer said to me,
"cahn cunt just let us in i needa take a fucken wizz"
i said before my stomach met his fist,
lookin down at my jeans theyre filled with blood and piss
but my bladders empty now so i dont really give a shit til i hear
"stop right there mate, stop right fucken there ya cockhead!"
(chorus)
stop right there mate
stop right there mate
oi oi oi oi
stop right bloody fucken there!
"oi oi stop right there cobba
you filthy cunt youve pissed yaself"
thats what the coppa said to me
"cahn cunt i didnt mean it, tried to do the right thing"
i said as they chucked me in their car,
threw a kick and started to run and i got pretty far
thought id almost got away when i heard that pig cunts voice say
"stop right there mate, stop right fucken there ya fuckwit"
(chorus)
"oi oi public pissing what a stunt,
feel remorse you little fucking cunt"
thats 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,
handed me a big old fine then i was straight back on the town
just getting blazed, no cunt was phased
til i heard a siren sound and they said
"stop right there mate, stop right fucken there ya dickhead!"
(chorus)
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2. |
Oi Blue Shirt
03:16
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(chorus)
theres something strange, in my neighbourhood
who are ya gonna call, not the police thats for sure
yeah who the fuck ya gonna call
not the fucken police cuz who the fuck do i call on those cunts?
operator, can you hear me?
theres a gang kicking down my door
armed to to teeth theyre all patched in blue
they said i'll kill your dog then ill kill you
and now theyre shooting up my crib
apparently ive been selling crack to the kids well
they wouldve got it somewhere anyway
the war on drugs is lost when theres a need for escape
and youre paying their wages when youre paying taxes
you pay to be a victim of their gang land racket
they promose to protect ya what do you get but?
a bullet or a billy club to the back of the head
(chorus)
operator, can you help me
im being stood over by the wealthy
they sent their boys in blue to hunt me down for my last buck
and when i didnt have enough, bad luck
im beaten down and cuffed
what the fuck? fuck you
dont tell me what to do
youre not my fucken mum bro i dont owe shit to you
in fact, youre not even my step dad, jack
so get ya knees out my back cuz only weak dogs hunt in packs
youre paying their wages when youre paying taxes
you pay to be a victim of their knee jerk reactions
up the rich and fuck the poor
the only law that they enforce
and if you stand up ato say no more they kick you thru a prison door
i saw something strange, in my neighbourhood
who do you think i called bro?
not the fucken cops man thats for sure
yeah who the fuck do you think i called?
certainly not the cops bro, absolutely fucken not bro
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last night spent hoping i wouldnt ever see the sun rise
but now it pierces my blood shot eyes
fixated on the 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 youll find
(chorus)
(fine) by me
its just the excuse that i need
to become the car crash ive always wanted to be
woah oh oh
too tired to drive, let go of the wheel
and i just close my eyes
this world has nothing left to offer
i have nothing left to offer the world
watch one last sunset through the crack in the blinds
at this motel the pigs wont need a black light
these wounds will never heal in time
ill bleed out before the ambulance arrives
no one saw it coming coz they just ignored the signs
the guilt will burn away in the back of their minds
(fine) by me
its just the excuse that i need
to become the car crash ive always wanted to be
woah oh oh
too tired to drive, let go of the wheel
and i just close my eyes
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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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