CIGGY BUTT BRAIN

Damo you cunt, give me your lighter

You won't give it back

Ciggy Butt Brain

Where's all your dough?

Spent all your Centrelink

You won't give it back

Ciggy Butt Brain

You're always stealing my fucking lighter

Are you still coming over this arvo?

Ciggy Butt Brain

KNUCKLE DRAGGER

 

Gonna go out drinking tonight
Six pack.of beer and a license to fight
It's not the way we do things round here
You wouldn't know, you wouldn't care

Your clothes are off, your styles wrong
Not all there in your fucked up mind
Just wanna fight but first you spew
You drag your knuckles, don't have a clue

PHOTO WANKER

Selfie stick, you look like a prick

Why don't you stick it up your arse?

When you're down the pub

Why don't you get pissed?

Instead of taking photos of the glass

You photo wanker

You're not exactly Marco fucking Pierre White

Mr McCain with your bargain Iceland chicken bites

Photos of gravestones you're only in it for likes

Know what you are? A photo wanker that's right

Photos of nature, you ain't David Attenborough

That's a shit picture of some trees

Out with you mates, why don't you have fun?

Instead of taking photos of their knees

You photo wanker

Snap a pic, I'll snap your neck

One more shot, you'll regret

Camera's down, don't forget

EMMY THE CHEMIST

Crack cocaine and PCP

This chemist got no PHD

She'll hook you up, blow your mind,

There's no drug that she can't find

Whatever you want, she's got it

Whatever you need, well, you get the picture

Aint no wizard, ain't no dentist

All we know is she's Emmy the chemist

Ups and downs and smiles and frowns

And things that make you buzz

Twists and turns and pops and gurns

And a nose that's full of love

BLACK EYE FRIDAY

 

Shut out the light
Tonight were taking you down
If you don't believe
Your blood you bleed

Black eye Friday

Swollen battered and bruised
Your going nowhere mate
You move you lose
That's right it's black.eye Friday

Black eye Friday

THE FUCK YOU SONG

Where does it go?

When does it stop?

What's the sign on the lollipop?

ALL THE GEAR, NO IDEA

Genuinely lost lyrics after recording

Your guess is as good as ours

UNCOOPERATVE CO OP CUNT

No Cash

No Crack

No Calls

No Chance

Signing on the doles too hard work Hanging down the Co Op

You smack head jerk

Nokia 100's  only cost 5 quid

You can always stay where you live

 

No one's left their bike outside tonight Debbie's Red lantern's turned off its red light Riding back to Newports gonna take a while No crack till the morning arrives