1. |
Queen of Jack
03:58
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Season one we saw who you are
Designer bags and the prestige cars
Beauty salons and a facial scrub
All the famous names and all the famous clubs
Season two nothing but a disgrace
No substance just a pretty face
We saw you try to pimp up your ride
And line up to be a phoney bride
Pre-Chorus
A famous mummy and a rich stepdad
With all the choices that you’ve ever had
You started your career on your back
We can all see that you’re the Queen of Jack
Chorus
The Queen of Jack
You’re the Queen of Jack
All turn your back
On the Queen of Jack
Season three we see a hollow shell
With nothing left but your soul to sell
Selling us your bullshit charity
With little regard for humanity
Season four we come back for more
Same old shit but we all knew the score
The gloss is gone and the money spent
You’re just trying to remain relevant
Pre-Chorus
A famous mummy and a rich stepdad
With all the choices that you’ve ever had
You started your career on your back
We can all see that you’re the Queen of Jack
Chorus
The Queen of Jack
You’re the Queen of Jack
All turn your back
On the Queen of Jack
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2. |
Gluten Free Children
03:58
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What is it that kept us alive?
Up until the age of five
With no adrenaline to revive
Just how did we all survive?
There’s danger creeping everywhere
There’s pollen floating in the air
There’s dairy in that little éclair
And your clothes are covered in your pets hair
Chorus
What kind of world will it be
It’s getting hard to perceive
What world will we be living in
Run by all the gluten free children
Not in the mood for something sweet
And baby you can’t even digest wheat
Maybe just for a little treat
You could come and try my vegan meat
How does it make you feel?
I know it’s not ideal
And this must just break the deal
There are peanuts in store bought meal
Chorus
What kind of world will it be
It’s getting hard to perceive
What world will we be living in
Run by all the gluten free children
Run by the gluten free children
Fuck all the gluten free children
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3. |
Gloryhole Nightmare
03:54
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I know it’s late
Time to isolate
Third cubicle from the right
Don’t know the stranger
But I like the danger
They might just feel the bite
Could be single
Could be straight
Could be cheating on his wife
Thinks he knows his role
But when you’re at this hole
Get ready for my knife
Chorus
No one else will care
Come in if you dare
We’ve got things to share
Come in if you dare
Beware
Gloryhole Nightmare
Beware
Gloryhole Nightmare
Lock the door
Pants hit the floor
As your hope begins to fade
Thought it was time for fun
But it was time to run
As I sharpen up my blade
The doors are shut
And when you feel the cut
You will let out a shout
And now it’s too late
And now this is your fate
And there is no way out
Chorus
No one else will care
Come in if you dare
We’ve got things to share
Come in if you dare
Beware
Gloryhole Nightmare
Beware
Gloryhole Nightmare
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4. |
Hook
04:47
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5. |
Part of the Problem
02:47
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The path we’re on, it’s all going wrong
Open your mind, and look at what’s inside
Don’t keep it down, the proof is all around
Open your mouth, and let the roar come out
Chorus
More of this, more of that
Just consume all the crap
It’s the same in the end
Shout it out loud, you’re part of the problem
It’s all just slime, distract you at prime time
You watch our show, we drain your dough
Don’t think, just look, got you on our hook
Just slam the door, on the media whore
Chorus
More of this, more of that
Just consume all this crap
It’s the same in the end
Shout it out loud, you’re part of the problem
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6. |
A Moment in the Sun
03:53
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Road to nowhere
But it looks the same
It’s buyer beware
But the feeling remains
Familiar faces
Always walking by
The names are erased
Expectations too high
Chorus
Go out in the rain
In the name of fun
Block out all the pain
For our moment in the sun
We’re up and we’re down
Decide on the run
To hope for one more
Moment in the sun
Up and down
Decide on the run
To hope for one more
Our moment in the sun
To be good or bad
And put to the test
To be joyful or sad
And lay hope to rest
It’s a grown-up cartoon
Neither too near or far
Are we leaving too soon?
Well I’ll be at the bar
Chorus
Go out in the rain
In the name of fun
Block out the pain
For our moment in the sun
We’re up and we’re down
Decide on the run
To hope for one more
Moment in the sun
Up and down
Decide on the run
To hope for one more
Our moment in the sun
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7. |
Munt Bolt
03:50
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Too drunk for TV
So you can’t see me
Suburban anarchy
It’s time to start the show
Slinging the J.D.
Impending vacancy
Drunken vulgarity
It’s time to hit the road
Pre-Chorus
Lay in the dog bed
That’s where the dog shed
Lay in the dog bed
With half a bottle of Jack
Lay in the dog bed
Rest your weary head
Lay in the dog bed
Just before the gag
Chorus
She did the Munt Bolt
Jumped right off the floor
She did the Munt Bolt
Right out the fuckin door
She did the Munt Bolt
Jumped right off the floor
She did the Munt Bolt
Right out the fuckin door
I’m in recovery
Don’t call security
Rehab is not for me
I never drink alone
Just work around me
Rock n roll royalty
Another litre
And I’m ready for the throne
Pre-Chorus
Lay in the dog bed
That’s where the dog shed
Lay in the dog bed
With half a bottle of Jack
Lay in the dog bed
Rest your weary head
Lay in the dog bed
Just before the gag
Chorus
She did the Munt Bolt
Jumped right off the floor
She did the Munt Bolt
Right out the fuckin door
She did the Munt Bolt
Jumped right off the floor
She did the Munt Bolt
Right out the fuckin door
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8. |
Keep Up With Me
03:51
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1 2 3, Look at me
Do you think that I’m totally insane?
4 5 6, Lunatics
Short between coffee and cocaine
Dressed to kill, I need a thrill
Hard wired in my brain
Heart attack, don’t come back
Till you’re screaming my name
Chorus
Night out, lights out
A mission to submission
Midtown, meltdown
Did you think you could keep up with me?
Did you think you could keep up with me?
Look at you, rendezvous
I see my end game
On your knees, birds and bees
Weekend walk of shame
You took the test, lost to the best
Never anything to gain
I’m standing here, another beer
Always been a classy dame
Chorus
Night out, lights out
A mission to submission
Midtown, meltdown
Did you think you could keep up with me?
Did you think you could keep up with me?
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9. |
Screaming into The Void
03:24
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Don’t tell me about your politics
Or that meme with a crucifix
These things may mean a lot to you
Because it’s online don’t make it true
Don’t tell me when it’s raining
All I hear is you complaining
I’m sure it makes you a bit annoyed
But when you’re here you’re screaming into the void
I don’t care where you went for brunch
I don’t care what you had for lunch
I just think that you’re being rude
When you’re taking pics of your fucking food
Don’t show me when you’re getting thin
And don’t check in when you’re at the gym
You’re just the type I try to avoid
But when you’re here you’re screaming into the void
Don’t want to see pictures of your kids
Or hear about what your granny did
Now here’s you in a stupid hat
And there’s another picture of your fucking cat
Your Insta life looks pretty good
But there’s just one thing that’s understood
You may be here to get your feelings buoyed
But when you’re here you’re screaming into the void
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10. |
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I saw you front of stage
Your head was held so high
I saw you lick your lips and I
Wondered myself why
I don’t care you’re in a band
Or the size of your right hand
You're not on my guest list and
You’re not my kind of man
Pre-Chorus
I don’t come here just to sing
Or a state of worshipping
And unless you're friends with James
You won’t know my name
Chorus
Put me in your sip cup and sip me
Pour me shots of my favourite whiskey
Leave me the hell alone
Don’t want to touch your microphone
I heard you tell your friend
You liked the look of me
You like my cheeks are on display
For everyone to see
I don’t care you play guitar
You’re a Brunswick superstar
Have a lukewarm wash and you can
Meet me at the bar
Pre-Chorus
I’m not lacking in a fling
You won’t tune up my g string
And unless you’ve got cocaine
You won’t know my name
Chorus
Put me in your sip cup and sip me
Pour me shots of my favourite whiskey
Leave the hell alone
Don’t want to touch your microphone
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11. |
Blue Balls
04:31
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You walked into the bar, no star
I was looking at the guy behind you
You gave me your best line, I decline
Can’t you tell I don’t want to know you
Chorus
You’re not coming here
You’re not coming anywhere
Blue balls, Blue balls
I’ve searched across the land
You can take it by the hand
Blue balls, Blue balls
You’re not used to striking out, no doubt
Those girls can see right through you
On your phone for half the night, swipe right
There’s another sucker out there for you
Chorus
You’re not coming here
You’re not coming anywhere
Blue balls, Blue balls
I’ve searched across the land
You can take it by the hand
Blue balls, Blue balls
Chorus
You’re not coming here
Not coming any where
Blue balls, Blue balls
I’ve searched across the land
You can take it by the hand
Blue balls, Blue balls
You’re not coming here
You’re not coming here
You’re not coming here
Not coming anywhere
Blue balls, Blue balls
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Eat The Damn Orange Melbourne, Australia
The philosophy of Eat The Damn Orange is simple. We rock. We party. You should too.
Blending pub rock, latin flavours,
splinters of metal and just a dash of tenderness, the Orange will astound with songs about love, genital mutilation, society and food intolerances that aim directly for your soul which is slightly to the left of your liver.
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