1. |
Don't Be A Spud
05:39
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Wake up, look alive, do you wanna be here?
Spark up your cranium and shift it into gear
Do you wanna start getting it together? Are you fed up? Do you think you could be doing something better?
Are you bat shit? Are you a get wetter? Are you distracted making ends meet? Are you a dead setter?
Break the ice, frazzle the frame, do something real. Don’t be a spud.
Are you stashing away bits of your personality for a rainy day?
Are you talking to me or am I just hearing shit that you think you’re allowed to say?
A little less bite, a little less bark. Don’t grow tall poppy, stay in the dark. A little less action taken is a little more traction.
Break the ice, frazzle the frame, do something real. Don’t be a spud.
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2. |
That Could Never Be Me
04:50
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Every time I step outside I’m hit with sentimental plastic.
And Every time I feel alright the pleasure has to be sarcastic.
I’m clutching on to the tip of the ice berg, I wave at life as it’s swimming by.
And I could melt, but I don’t wanna pay the price
Look at Whitney roar with the passion and the heat.
And they’re telling me that could never be me.
Everyone wants me to be myself.
But who are you to decide who I am?
And the Columbians dance in the middle of the street.
And they’re telling me that could never be me.
Everyone wants me to be myself.
But who are you to decide who I am?
I come across shy through the camera’s eye.
Recordings of me can be disheartening
I wish I could feel connected
To some kind of culture to guide me through life.
And if you look into my eyes, they’re gonna twitch until something breaks the ice
And I could melt but I don’t wanna pay the price
Look at Whitney roar with the passion and the heat.
And they’re telling me that could never be me.
Everyone wants me to be myself.
But who are you to decide who I am?
And the Columbians dance in the middle of the street.
And they’re telling me that could never be me.
Everyone wants me to be myself.
But who are you to decide who I am?
And Robin Williams made us nearly piss in our seats
Are you telling me that could never be me?
Everyone wants me to be myself.
But who are you to decide who I am?
And all the hopeless people that I meet
And all the homeless people on the street
And they’re telling me that they’ll never get free
But who are we to decide what will never be?
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3. |
Neverbetter Land 1
02:37
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Getting better every day is my favorite thing to say,
Kicking back and getting tanned
In Neverbetter Land
It’s lovely in the sun, there’s stars above me when it’s gone
I can’t say there’s too much for which I stand
In Neverbetter Land
Try to hold onto my pride,
Leave the darkening clouds outside
Every problem at hand is banned
Looks like the tide is coming in
I think it’s time to have a swim
And I laugh as I run down the sand
In Neverbetter Land
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4. |
Comfortable
03:59
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5. |
On The Ladder
04:26
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I’m a one-dimensional man
Stuck to an unintentional plan
I’m a travelling man in the practice of navigating my way on a vertical axis
On the ladder,
You couldn’t tell me apart,
I wanted to earn some money but I didn’t wanna think too hard
Keep climbing, keep climbing, keep climbing. The time won’t wait around for you.
And when I see you on the ladder
On a day we’re barely getting through
Ask how you doing?
‘Never better, how are you?’
And Work’s shit as ever
But what can you do?
You can keep on climbing
Moving through the ranks
Proud to have employment
Reluctant to give thanks
Till this ladder that you’re on becomes your field of expertise
And you can only hope that the next apple falls further from the tree
Keep climbing, keep climbing, keep climbing. The time won’t wait around for you
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6. |
Leah's Trumpet Solo
01:41
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7. |
Alfonsina
03:04
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It’s not hard to believe the world is so dark
That all the people that you meet don’t really care that much about you or me
And I wonder
Of the muck from which we grew
What planets have aligned to result in you
Your demeanor’s like a crystal on my chest
Alfonsina, thanks for lighting up my quest
All around us
Spins the priceless web of life
And it flows electrically through
Every part of you
And I’m hopeful
That you are the proof
Through the colours that you see, by the way you’ve treated me
There’s a goodness in the way nature meant for us to be
Your demeanor’s like a crystal on my chest
Alfonsina, thanks for lighting up my quest
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8. |
Superyacht Party
05:11
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The guy at Coles has a PHD that he got from his home country
But it doesn’t mean shit to anybody here
The girl in my media course does just enough to pass
She’s not interested in the class
She’s more interested in the shape of her ass
I just want people to like me, people to like me, people to like me
The folks that clean the porto-loos are refugees
They’d go to uni but they can’t afford the fees
The chiseled shirtless boy slam-tackled the bin
He goes to Harvard
His parent’s connections got him in
The cleaning lady has 4 other jobs
They all pay under minimum wage
She’s not a citizen and her bosses are knobs
The girl at the gym doesn’t think it’s fair
All that work
And she still hasn’t been invited to a Superyacht Party
I just want people to like me, people to like me, people to like me…
Sometimes you just gotta tell ‘em politely
Hahahaha!
You’re narcissistic, you’re wasting time, you’re taking up too much room
Hahaha Haaa! You don’t care that you’re clueless, your mind is viewless you’re unconducive
We’re saying goodbye to you
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9. |
Neverbetter Land 2
05:18
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Getting better every day
It seems we’re really on our way
Most of all that you need’s in the palm of your hand
In Neverbetter Land
It doesn’t have to be too hard
Nobody has to be told apart
Take your fashion advice from General Pants
In Neverbetter Land
Catch a glimpse of what’s going on
But don’t you stare, don’t you stare too long
Or the wild, foreign air will dilute the bland
Half the world is on the plank
While the other half has a wank
And I laugh as I stare at my hand
In Neverbetter Land
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Lochie Earl Sydney, Australia
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