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Easy Lad
03:56
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Well look at you, Mr. Sophisticated
With your polo and your emblematic hat
Oh, look! A diamond on your ear!
That’s so exotic, I wonder if it’s real
Don’t get no job or further education
You’ll get on fine with the skills you have right now
And don’t let people see your vulnerabilities
Remember; black some eyes if they do
I love the sound of them approaching on their own
Without words you know what they’re gonna say
HAY WOTS DAT??!?
You got no change and got no phone
Here, take mine! I didn’t want them anyway
Well you’re loud and your proud, let everyone know you’re bad
With a chip on your shoulder and something to prove
Make your move, gangsta!
Easy lad
What can be said of a rigid social stature?
Who walks around with a ciggie and a slouch?
Spit at the ground and defy authority
Chicks dig a dangerous man, no doubt
Aussie pride tats, the marking of a patriot!
Advertise your sound values while you’re strutting around sans shirt
You’ll be remembered, go forth and make your mark
Go scrawl it up on a toilet block
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Crimes and Pasttimes
03:07
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Take a look at yourself and tell me what you see
I see a threat to myself and my family
You are only going to work it out
You are only going to bring me down
Bring me down
If you walk then you are an imposter
The rest of us are quite happy down here in the dirt
You are only going to work it out
You are only going to bring me down
You are only going to bring me down
Me down
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Vesuvius
03:59
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The sun melts little rings of salt across my glasses eye
They cloud the beauty and the sea
Scribbling a haze in front of everything outside
Beneath the sweltering shade that burns to a crisp
No matter where I turn
It stays a bit the same
The trees and mountains never change
My glasses save me from the pains of being burnt
As such, they never let my eyes adjust
The sun climbed further more into the waiting sky
I rose and strode into the glare, my eyes swollen and red
Take my shades off
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Wrecking Ball
03:05
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The future makes it too hard to erase the past
Apocalyptic trauma slithers in the tall grass
Hey! Mr. Straight-and-Narrow, swing me in the right direction
I know the the boogaloo is out of sight, gonna dance till’ the end of the night
Take it from them cos supply is always cold
The man in the mirror is climbing up the walls
Give it time, I hope you understand
That I’m just a wrecking ball sifting through fragile things in the dark
I’m in the mood for murder, I’m feverish and I’m struck
My teeth are itching and my blood is cold, I’m a hot-head son-of-a-gun
I’ll bomb the streets outside and con the other walls to fall down
Or I might just stay at home
Call off the void, take a step through into black
The boys on the outside can push us if we win
Get away, I don’t know what else to say
I guess I’m a wrecking ball hurtling towards fragile things in the dark
When I was younger I was old enough to know the truth
Always a minefield, always a minefield, never solid ground
Give it a few more years, there’s nothing wrong with hanging out
Not anymore, not anymore, I’m not gonna let it bother me
Not anymore, not anymore
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Disconnection
05:04
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All the love and trials and tribulations that we’ve shared
No stone left unturned and no emotion has been spared
I must say these recent revelations caught me by surprise
All the things that should have been before were coming from behind me
All the love and all the memories throw
Me into a fit of ill nostalgia
And all the love and all the memories throw
Me in sideways
When did this coffee become such a chore to you?
When did romance become mundane?
These days are slowing down more rapidly each day till the time stands still
And then all we’ll have left is this disconnection
Save the luxury of retrospection,
I can say that I was feeling fine and feeling less inclined to walk away
Being blinded by infatuation cut my view
Of the rift expanding in between us, leaving me behind you
All the love and all the memories throw
Me into this space before my head goes
And all the love and all the memories throw
Me in headfirst
When did this coffee become such a chore to you?
When did romance become mundane?
These days are slowing down more rapidly each day till the time stands still
And then all we’ll have left is this disconnection
Disconnection
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