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People On The Street
02:19
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The diirtiest mutts on the planet.
Diggin up our own backyard.
From Parakeelia to the left wing thugs,
If you think that’s bad grab your popcorn cos
We got irrigation thieves.
And a dud promise of a global internet speed.
The game of mates is a national sport.
Hit em’ with an ICAC and watch the dominoes fall well
People On The Street
Fear the leap
Don’t want the heat
We are in the deep, in the deep yeah.
The Darling River is cactus.
And farmers are shot to shit.
Get ya hands out those infinite pockets,
Stop writing off jaunts as business trips.
Tolarno Sation is dying a death,
And our country has no hope.
While city kids sip flowery beers,
Our backbone breaks, it’s a bloody joke!
People On The Street
Fear the leap
Don’t want the heat
We are in the deep, in the deep yeah.
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Beautiful
01:52
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Well I’m only cool when you are around,
And girl you know that’s the truth.
I can’t let you make it on the list,
Of all the other things I can’t do.
We got something so beautiful.
We got something so beautiful (But i’m not in love).
Well the world started dying the day that I was born,
And girl you know I really don’t mind.
You won’t see my crying or lying around.
All I know to do is how to smile.
We got something so beautiful.
We got something so beautiful (But i’m not in love).
I’ll try any medicine to keep us alright.
To block out the voices attacking all night.
I can’t settle down holding freedom so tight.
Every day’s the same.
We got something so beautiful.
We got something so beautiful (But i’m not in love).
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Locked Out
01:40
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Make your way to work and the train is running late again,
Thanks be to Gladys I got plenty to say.
How do you get a job in the takeaway shop when you burn the fish and chips almost everyday?
Get paid on Monday. The rent’s due on Tuesday.
I can’t wait for Friday uh uh.
But we’re locked out (We’re locked out).
We’re locked out (We’re locked out).
Make your way to work in the motherfucking rain,
Construction zones and traffic cones.
Dogs in the office. Dogs on the radio.
Dogs in the station sniffing all day.
But we’re smoked out (We’re smoked out).
We’re smoked out (We’re smoked out).
But we’re locked out (We’re locked out).
We’re locked out (We’re locked out).
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Nasty Party Sydney, Australia
Passionate, political and firmly attached to the dancefloor, Australian band Nasty Party are an energetic New Wave and Punk Rock outfit built around the twin songwriting, vocal and guitar attack of Nasty Simon and Rhys Nasty, formed in 2019.
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