1. |
Don't Care
03:10
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2. |
The Chant of a Love Song
02:32
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The chant of a love song in my head
what does it say?
No one knows
Bride must fail but what does the groom do?
No one knows
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3. |
Pustule
00:48
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4. |
Pig
02:41
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5. |
Summer is for Scabs
01:39
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Walking through from the other side
she came out of it all wrong
chickens split like bamboo
explode like popcorn
Heavy indigestion spewing out into the street
all signs of self-indulgence
left lying through their teeth
My girlfriend was a redneck
though others called her Kate
I thought she wouldn't leave me
but she really couldn't wait
You want some cooking sherry
it's time you had a drink
even though the taste's akin
to vomit in a sink
It stands to reason that there's nothing
you couldn't have,
but just remember baby
SUMMER IS FOR SCABS!!!!
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6. |
Song For Brian L. (1988)
02:01
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The sky is blue
what will I do?
I am lost
I don't know where
I can't seem to find anybody
who even gives the slightest care
chorus
DING DONG DONG DING
BLANG BLANK BLUR
INK DONK BING DONK
DINK SHTONK GLUR
SHMAAKIN SHPLEEKIN SHPUURKIN BUR
MARK SHPLEEKIN DONG DING
EUWOOO URRR BEUUUUOOURRR
Ha ha ha ha hee hee hee
oh hell oh me
where am I?
I'm in the sea...
chorus
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7. |
Ephemeral Shit
02:25
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Travel through limbo
a place to avoid
where thought remains separate
to a separate voice
floating in a mess of other peoples thoughts
something to believe in
that wouldn't frighten you
Don't say you're alright
when I know you're not alright
there's something wrong
but you're so fucken uptight
the way you live other peoples lives
will kill you in the end
and now there's nobody home up there
Try so hard
so hard to reason why
it's open season on you
so hide away but there's nowhere to go inside
since you've lived your life as a lie
Go on trying to understand
what other people want
what you've never had
it's really hard when you don't exist
oh life in the fridge
is just one way to exist
There's nothing inside
you can't even cry
you're ephemeral shit is getting harder to hide
lock it all away so it explodes one day
I don't wanna be there
when THAT shit hits the fan...
Crawling inside
it's the reason why
it's time to stop living other peoples lives
you're feeding off me and you're feeding off them
you can't feed off yourself
cos there's nothing there
nothing there
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8. |
Snotty Nose
02:38
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9. |
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Staring high
into the milky white sky
the spotlight red dripping death
Warm night
cold sky
happy
Teeth like razor blades
Can't speak
can't think
Warm, happy
cold night
vampire sky
Cold hands
dripping death
come to me... join us!
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10. |
Shaver
03:23
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11. |
Fucked in the Head
02:56
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Andy was the boss
who'd decided she was fucked first
the rest didn't mind
they'd seen enough to hate her anyway
and through her poisonous lips
oozed a venomous bitch
to take her place
at the front of the line
and as she walked to the front
her arsehole was exposed
and all she really wanted
was for the others to lick it
chorus
You are no reason why
I see you
and I wouldn't even try
to argue why
You're in a strange place
at home and away
you're fucked...
fucked in the head
chorus
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12. |
Water Me
00:36
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You don't eat shit
to see what people eat
eat it
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13. |
Secrets
02:36
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14. |
Tapeworm
02:21
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A problem shared
is a problem
you inflict on someone else
cos you're a tapeworm...
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15. |
The Third Bardo
02:48
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16. |
Tryhard
03:46
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He's on the ball
he means nothing to me
he's nothing but a bore
it's really strange how he's growing older
when he hasn't grown at all
and in his own warped view of life
that's real enough to him
it's real enough - "don't give a fuck"
about the fucked up kid he is
and on his trip to nowhere
a nowhere little man
following his beacon nose
like snot runs everywhere
and if you think you're like him
you're scared to leave the house
think of all his little 'people'
pretending to be nice
he doesn't even try to live
he's living just to try
following his beacon nose
that's all he is TRYHARD
Tryhard
and on his trip to nowhere
a nowhere little man
following his beacon nose
the shit runs everywhere
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Sphagnum Core Sydney, Australia
Radio jingles + indie rock
90% of this was written and recorded on the spot using a
motley combination of decrepit instruments, drum machines and musicians.
The bands initial inspiration were the porn-video catalogues that kept arriving in our letterbox from Canberra each month - hence song titles like 'The Enema Marathon', and 'Teenage Sperm'.
Sydney via NZ and Melbourne.
Enjoy...
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