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I’ve got self control, I’m keeping calm
I’ve got self control
It’s early, I’m hungover and the bus goes slower and slower
But my headphones broke
And theres no escape
Another pram comes on
Another guy I hate
I’ll turn this bus around
I’ll crash it into the ground
No more bogan wives
No more drunken fights.
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No Remorse
00:31
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Fuck the courts, fuck the cops
Law in your hands, rapists get shot
Kill a rapist
No remorse
Authorized use of deadly force
Kill a rapist
No remorse
Remove the problem at the source
They’ll do it again
Gotta get stopped,
No second chances, the hammer is cocked.
Kill a rapist
No remorse
Authorized use of deadly force
Kill a rapist
No remorse
Remove the problem at the source
Never again.
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Punchin’ in, Pinchin’ off
Always shitting on the clock
Wanna shit on my boss
Because I hate this fucking job.
Punchin’ in, pinchin’ off
Aways shitting on the clock
I will not wash my hands
Arseholes take what they can.
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Bring Me Hot Chips
00:39
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Getting pissed getting queasy,
Only one thing can appease me
I’m hungry for something greasy
Something quick, something easy.
Eating meat’s for selfish fucks
I just want some fried up spuds
Bring me hot chips
Fuck your burgers, fuck your wings
I only want one thing
It doesn't come in steaks, fingers or strips
Just bring me some hot chips
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Letter To The Editor
01:21
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Lost your birth right, so full of spite
(There's no justice, lost all free speech)
You never had what you should of inherited
It was stolen by the liberals and feminists
I’m sorry for what you had to go through,
Poor fucking you.
I’ll say what I want
It’s me against the world
Wipe your eyes on the dampened privilege
Sense of entitlement ingrained
Seems all the white straight men have left is the lower house and Murdoch press
You can’t stop slurring under your breath,
"The world got too politically correct"
So you rendered it a four letter word to protect everything archaic and absurd
Every stupid opinion and jest
Quit pretending your so fucking oppressed
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Done
01:16
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A parasite buried in my mind
Eating at every thought at every line
That they might reoccur in time
Another regret in a rising tide
Fuck off I am done this
Of either negative selective memory
Or a portrait of a broken slate
Projected on dark walls in darker hours
As I will my conscience to dissipate
I am fucking done with this.
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Tura Satana
02:26
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Don’t talk to me about respect
Did you think I wouldn’t object
You’re not entitled to touch my body
Who are you to think that I’m weak?
It’s not just on the streets
It’s in the churches and the Liberal seat
Back against the wall and I’ve had enough
Nowhere to turn, who can I trust?
I’ll fight them all
Till I can’t swing anymore, till my knuckles are raw
I want to make them bleed
I want to make you bleed
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