1. (He'll never be an) Ol' Man River
I'm on the drug,
I'm on the drug,
I'm on the drug that killed River Phoenix.
I saw his body thrashing round.
I saw his pulse rate going down.
I saw him in convulsive throes.
I said "I'll have one of those."
Hillary had,
Hillary had,
Hillary had it in his veins.
Hillary had Everest in his veins;
Armstrong did moon, was not the same;
Heroes explore to give us hope;
River pushed back the envelope.
Drank the slab,
Drank the slab,
Drank the slab that Bon Scott drunk.
I drank the slab that Bon Scott drunk;
I injected some of Hendrix's junk;
I booked a seat on Lynyrd Skynyrd's plane;
Mama Cass's sandwich? Ate the same.
Now I'm bored,
Now I'm bored,
Now I'm bored there's no stopping.
Now I'm bored and there's no stopping;
I need another celeb to fill a coffin;
Where'll I get my next drug action?
Odds on it'll be Michael Jackson.
I'm on the drug,
I'm on the drug,
I'm on the drug that killed River Phoenix.
I'm on the drug
Drug,
I'm on the drug,
I'm on the drug,
I'm on the drug.
2. All Homeboys Are Dickheads
I know his dad's abusive
And his mum prefers the daughter;
I know he's got an Attention
Deficiency Disorder;
He's culturally excluded
And genetically inbred;
But the reason he's a homeboy
Is because he's a dickhead.
Tell me why,
Tell me why,
Tell me why he's a homeboy.
Tell me why,
Tell me why
(why, why, why, why)
We all support empowerment
And positive discrimination
When your class, your race, your age, your face
determines your social station;
A baseball cap and a love of rap
Might need sympathy - but, still,
Possibly a homeboy could be
A dickhead pure and simple.
Tell me why,
Tell me why,
Tell me why he's a homeboy.
Tell me why,
Tell me why
In the Brothers Karamazov
Here's what Dostoyevsky said;
"Know your enemy well enough
And you will pity them instead" -
And pity soon will turn to love
Is what Jesus Christ once knew:
They changed their minds the day when
They met a homeboy crew
3. Garbage
"Ladies and gentleman... TISM"
I met a member of Generation X
"Hey, what's in with you kids these days?
I'm so old I'll probably never have heard of it"
And then he replied "Purple Haze."
"Purple Haze." (x2)
Now I know that we should seperate our Garbage
The enviroment'll give us thanks
It's going too far when teenagers recycle
Their parents adolescent angst.
Do you want to save the world?
Well don't recycle, cycle garbage.
Do you want to save the world?
Well don't recycle, cycle garbage.
Monday night is 50's night;
Tuesday night is 60's night;
Wednesday night is 70's night;
Friday night is Thursday night.
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Paul McCartney once said the Sex Pistols
Were another band playin' Chuck Berry;
At the time I thought, "You boring old wanker",
Now I think it's down right scary.
Do you want to save the world?
Well don't recycle, cycle garbage.
Do you want to save the world?
Well don't recycle, cycle, cycle...
What's so good about the 60's
That we gotta keep rewinding the clock
You know the best thing about the 60's?
They'd never heard of classic rock
Do you want to save the world?
Well don't recycle, cycle garbage.
Do you want to save the world?
Well don't recycle, cycle garbage.
Garbage!
Well don't recycle, cycle garbage.
Garbage!
Well don't recycle, cycle garbage.
Do you want to save the world?
Garbage!
Do you want to save the world?
Garbage!
4. Lose Your Delusion II
Turn off SBS
Turn off SBS
Turn on Mike Moore, forget Mary Kostikidis
Time has come for restitution
Infotainment over news
Turn off SBS, neglect Mary Kostikidis
Like the rest of us I guess
She can no longer so impress
Why continue to keep trying
To separate the real news from the lying
In the end it all comes down to this
Turn off SBS
Turn off SBS
We all eventually switch
To lying and deception
We choose the tabloid pitch
Like some inner technical hitch
The high ideals that you once had
End up in your colostomy bag
Pick Paradise Beach over John Keats
Choose beauty over truth
SBS becomes RS like Mary after youth
Dead air
Loss of all reception
All of us must face the day (no we don't)
When our ideals have flown away (rubbish)
Just give in to our dismay (no I won't)
Watch Ray Martin not Mary K. (nup)
Time has been in our youth (no it hasn't)
We sought accuracy and truth (no we didn't)
Scoffed the commercial news
Satarised Hinch and all his views (nup)
But oh how does time unnerve us (no it doesn't)
The Special Broacasting Service (no it doesn't)
Doesn't seem worth the hassle (yes it does)
Don't change your life, change your channel
Turn off SBS
Turn off SBS
Turn on Mike Moore, forget Mary Kostikidis
Time has come for us to choose
Infotainment over news
Turn off SBS, neglect Mary Kostikidis
Like the rest of us I guess
She can no longer so impress
S
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SBS
5. !OUY Sevol Natas
!U-O-Y
Sevol Natas
Uoy... uoy...
Mummy, she don't love you
'Cos you remind her of your dad
Teachers, they don't love you,
They get paid to call you bad
Government, it don't love you
'Less it's facing re-election
Pop star, he don't love you
'Less you lick his gnarled erection.
!U-O-Y
Sevol Natas
Well the gun lobby says it loves you,
But they say that guns don't kill
Christians say they love you,
Only 'cause it's the Lord's will
Sadists say they love you
Only if you don't want them to
Masochists say they love you
If you promise to hate them too.
!U-O-Y Sevol Natas (x2)
Who loves you, pretty baby
Who's gonna help you through the night?
Who loves you, pretty mumma
Who's always there to make it right?
There's only one person who loves you
Break the code and understand
Play all those records backwards
Of those heavy metal bands.
Fuck me! fuck me! Lord Jesus,
The temperature's minus fifty
You've never seen vomit so green
And your head's done the full 360.
6. What Nationality is Les Murray?
The world is full of questions, they fill me with fear
What of our beginnings? Why are we here?
Is there a purpose? Is there a God?
But one question troubles me
Far more than this lot
(chorus:)
What nationality is Les Murray?
Wherefore hails his ancestry?
Whom does he call the mother country
When he phones home through OTC?
Everyone is searching for the meaning of life
Religion and politics, black versus white.
Karl Marx played on the left, Ayn Rand played on the right
But there's a much bigger problem. It stops me sleeping at night.
(chorus)
Les is More. More or Les.
Les is more, but one regret;
What is the origin of his descent?
Sweden? No
Portugal? No
Poland? No
Iceland? No
New Zealand? No
Canada? No
Bolivia? No
Israel? No
Yemen? No
Ukraine? No
Spain? No
Monaco? No
France? No
Is he from Austria? Algeria? Bahrain?
Bangladesh or Barbados? Bulgaria? Cameroon?
Is he from Chad? Chile? China?
Germany? Greece? Great Britain?
Is he from Guatemala? Guam? or Guyana?
Les is More
Haiti? Burundi? Zimbabwe?
Les is More
Kampuchea? North Korea? Tanzania?
Les is More
Senegal? Paraguay? Trinidad? Tuvelau? Ecuador? Uruguay?
Les is More
Azerbaijan? Madagascar? Swaziland? Guadeloupe?
Les is More. More or Les.
Les is More. Lest we forget.
Les is more, my one regret;
What is the origin of his descent?
7. Greg! The Stop Sign!!
The guy who stagged the football team
those yobs were not for him
turns into a realestate agent
who believes in discipline
That guy who was first to use cocaine
the wildboy breaking free
ends up in a court of law
as a prosecuting QC
remember that school captain?
success was a matter of time
i can hear her now as she screams
"Greg, you missed the stop sign!"
Forget snoop doggy dog
forget ol' Ice-T
the true word out on the streets
is produced by the TAC
whats the use of striving
as lifes road ahead unravels
we get to do the driving
but don't choose the direction we travel
do your homework, or wag for weeks
and graffiti the dandenong line
it don't matter when you hear that scream
"Greg, you missed the stop sign!"
some time in the next hundred thousand years
a comets gonna wipe out al' trace of man
i'm banking on it coming before
my end of year exam
the rich kid becomes a junkie
the poor kid an advertiser
what a tragic waste of potenital
being a junkies not so good either
your folkes worked hard for what you've got
you are the fruit of their vine
who cares what you sow when what you reap is
"Greg, you missed the stop sign!"
bought a car just the other day
man can that baby run
but you know what they always say
there's always a better one
got a tumor in my brain
it's creeping to my lungs
and i've searched around in vain
can't find me a better one
hardwired into everyones brain
is the person they're going to be
growing up is not a matter of choice
it's a matter of wait and see
and so kids yeah you can do it
remember to be your best
rage without fucking alcohol
you can pass the test
girls can do anything
i'm ok, your ok we're fine
i thought i heard a semi-trailer
"Greg, you missed the stop sign!"
11. Aussimandias
Some people hate the muslims
some people hate the gipes
some people have no problems
picking on the nips
how would you like to know about
the cocks your mother sucked?
it's one great long brutal shout
"you and all your race get fucked"
understandings fine i grant ya
but come on lets be frank
got no time at all for anothers culture
in the line at the autobank
inside us all there is a lout
when civilisations crushed
time has come to let him out
you and all your race get fucked
Don't call me whitey, nigger
Don't call me nigger, whitey
Theres nothin more to race relations
than a bit of push and shove
no need at all for United Nations
we got death behind the pub
black, white, yellow we agree about
why our hands are clutched
we want to punch each other out
you and your race get fucked
The irish hate the irish
and it's arab vs jew
your cactus if your kurdish
and by christ i'm sick of you
there's bullets to be sprayed about
and grenades to be chucked
there's two of us left so watchout
you and your race get fucked.
don't call me nigger whity
don't call me whity nigger
don't call me faggot yobbo
don't call me rapist leso
call me harold, call me ernest
just don't call me late for breakfast.