1. |
Hot Buttered
03:44
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Seratonin goes high on the weekend
I’m so happy and the sun’s comin’ out between my legs!
Seratonin it goes high on the weekend
I’m so pretty and the sun’s comin’ out between my legs!
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2. |
Driving
03:07
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I’ve got an agreement with the guy that robs my car once a week
Leave my shrappers and a muesli bar
Bet he’ll keep the place neat
Yes I’ll always know
When he’s been
Getting in my car, yeah I feel good!
Today I almost killed a man
I didn’t give way to pedestrians
How quickly I can take a life away
And how easy this all might change
But today, I don’t care
‘Cause getting in my car, yeah I feel good!
All of us are moving metal prisons
Sweet people less desirable positions
Less educated and more envisioned
Go on talking about empathy and compassion
And definitions that go unknown, to most
And I know she’s focussed on the family and the mortgage
And yeah paying that fucking bill
But the bike’s approaching
Yeah, there’s a bike approaching
Nah, no one’s paying attention
Clipped him with her headlight
Enough to send him eating shit
Gravel and leaves and bark and sand and sticks in his lips
And stitches in his face for work the next day (work the next day)
Got the finger from the bitch, man and she just drove away
Well, I don’t know what to say to that kind of behaviour
These days, man everyone’s a menace on the roads
And we’ve all got real important places to go
But hey, take it easy
Enjoy the scenery!
Yeah, fuck it
I feel good…
Going down the shops
I feel good…
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3. |
Insensitive Questions
02:33
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You’ve been with him a while, are you gonna have a daughter, or a son?
Make something of yourself, make him legally the one.
Well, I would if I could, babe, but I seem to be tied up,
with my career and my confusion and my barren, bloody guts.
She looks at me with pity, says the best thing she ever did,
was get married to John, and buy a house and raise a kid.
I’d love to own my own land, and duplicate one day,
but if that doesn’t happen soon I won’t feel like I’ve thrown my life away.
Yeah, well, we don’t need no piece of paper, keeping us tied and true,
she starts playing with her acrylics, not knowing what to do.
And I feel bad I made her awkward, but I reassure myself,
she should be supporting me, with all her knowledge and her wealth, well…
John walks over loudly from the buffet, and he’s had too much to consume,
so he’s slurring with his sway, yeah.
She rolls her eyes, catches a glimpse of that kid and he’s now 15,
sitting in the corner sneaking swigs, yeah sipping on Coke & Beam.
He’s 15 and sipping on Beam.
Finally, she looks at me with defeat, and I look at her with delight,
Thinking about all the carefree sex we’re gonna have tonight.
Or we could just watch Netflix, or we could go to Margs,
or we can go to our favourite Asian-fusion restaurant.
‘Cause it doesn’t really matter, doesn’t really matter, doesn’t really matter anyway.
‘Cause I don’t give my life away.
No I don’t give my life away,
Not to anyone else, not for anyone else, not to anyone else, not for anyone.
My life’s not for anyone.
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4. |
Gripe
02:16
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I don’t wanna go to school today, but the parents say that I got to.
And I don’t wanna go to work today, but the mortgage say that I’ve got to.
And I don’t feel like looking nice today, but society will say that I’ve got to.
And I don’t really wanna smile today, but some strangers says so I’ve got to.
Hey, I’m not in control anymore!
That 40-hour work week is fuckin’ barbaric, you know it’s true.
(I’m not in control anymore!)
The ideal career path is stifling – it’s unrealistic.
(I’m not in control anymore!)
I’ve regressed back to my bratty teens and it pleases me, yeah it pleases me,
‘cause I’m not in control anymore.
I don’t wanna cook dinner tonight, but my stomach’s tight so I’ve got to.
And I don’t wanna buy any of your stuff,
‘cause your agenda sucks, and I don’t want to.
And I don’t wanna be a wife of a mother but I was born this way,
so the role was mine to play, and, well,
I don’t wanna have a ciggie today, but hey, any excuse says I’ve got to!
(I’m not in control anymore!)
The ideal career path is stifling – it’s unrealistic.
(I’m not in control anymore!)
I’ve regressed back to my bratty teens and it pleases me, yeah it pleases me,
‘cause I’m not in control anymore.
Well, I would rather play guitar today, and
I would rather pull weeds today,
All I wanna do is cuddle my dogs, and sings some songs,
And feel less shitty today.
I don’t wanna see the doctor today, but the pain will stay, so I’ve got to.
And I don’t wanna lose time today, waste my time today, but I’m going to.
I don’t wanna have a thought today,
But the only communication from the outside world says,
We’ve been at way since 1992, back with old George W,
And I’m doomed and so are you.
Yeah, I’m doomed and so are you!
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5. |
Hackers
02:55
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Hackers are losers, sitting at their computers,
Trying to steal all your nudes, you only send to your lover.
If I find out who you are, gonna rip your fingers apart.
Yeah, from now on I’ll blame the dirty pervs, not the girls.
From now on I’ll blame the dirty pervs, not the girls.
If 300 Aussie women get their photos hacked, call it a sex attack!
You know I’m really getting sick of this.
Beating my fists, while he’s beating his wrists.
You know the cops can’t help unless I search and locate for ‘em, and when…
(And the cops say…)
Oh when, will all these silly girls learn?
(And your mum says…)
All these slutty girls learn?
All the pretty girls learn?
All the ugly girls learn?
(But I say…)
Your blame’s in the wrong place, blame’s in the wrong place
Yeah, your blame’s in the wrong place.
Gonna sit tight, learn to spit at them all,
and I’m gonna get there, gonna even the score.
And your screens don’t matter, yeah I’ll scroll through them all,
Well there’s no cover from the tap in, no private part they don’t explore, when…
(And the cops say…)
Oh when, will all these silly girls learn?
(And your mum says…)
All these slutty girls learn?
All the pretty girls learn?
All the ugly girls learn?
(But I say…)
Your blame’s in the wrong place, blame’s in the wrong place
My body’s all I own, and I can see it on the TV.
I know it’s always on display, if I get dressed up they'll rank this, outta ten.
And my body’s got its’ own, its own jagged history.
Yeah, come on, put it all on me, pin every single girl against me.
Neatly in your categories, neatly in your categories, when…
(And the cops say…)
Oh when, will all these silly girls learn?
(And your mum says…)
All these slutty girls learn?
All the pretty girls learn?
All the ugly girls learn?
(But I say…)
Your blame’s in the wrong place!
Blame’s in the wrong place!
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6. |
Godmode
02:57
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Don’t feel a thing, and I do not recall.
You know I don’t feel I think, and I do not recall.
Because I’ve got Godmode on.
Don’t wanna know, and I’ve seen it all before.
I don’t wanna know, and I’ve seen it all before man,
I put Godmode on.
A long time ago, so give it to me!
I’m not gonna get it right, first go, give it up again!
And I’ll let you know that I’ve been there, and I’ve saved up all the small talk,
I’ve pissed you off, let you know again,
That I gave it all and I still failed and the floor feels good, now my tall talks all lost
Oh no, I got Godmode on, I’ve got Godmode, putting it on!
Saw it and I want it and I smoked the whole thing.
I saw it and I want it and I smoked the whole thing, man
I put Godmode on.
Left it and it settled and it’s rotting underneath, yeah
Left it and it settled and it’s rotting underneath.
But I’ve got Godmode on!
So I don’t notice and I don’t think about it…
I’m not gonna get it right, first go, give it up again!
And I’ll let you know that I’ve been there, and I’ve saved up all the small talk,
I’ve pissed you off, let you know again,
That I gave it all and I still failed and the floor feels good, now my tall talks all lost
Oh no, I got Godmode on, I’ve got Godmode, putting it on!
And on my own I bring the whole thing up again.
Hear the whole world swallow, this one too,
and everybody get in line, there’s a show again, and I know there’s nothing I can say,
and I think she’s going down.
Nobody knows I’ve got Godmode on.
Nowhere to go when I’ve got it on, Godmode
Nowhere to go and nobody knows and nobody notices.
Nobody knows and nobody notices.
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7. |
You're Just Having Fun
03:29
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The night is blinding.
I’m feeling eyes on my shoulder.
Am I not as enticing,
now that I’m a little older?
I looked the same back then.
Just not as switched on.
Does it make you uneasy,
now that my innocence has gone?
I never sent you an invite.
Our wires always parallel.
But you took it upon yourself,
To pick me up when I fell.
You didn’t drive me to the hospital,
After I hit my head.
No you didn’t tuck me in,
At least not into my own bed.
This is not my bed.
No, this is not my bed.
I thought about it once.
And I thought about it twice, in the same day,
And when I thought about it for the third time,
I said well, that’s it, and I’m done,
And cut, copy, run it, I’m done, I’m done, I’m done.
And I saw it on the phone, at four it in the morning.
And I sure got the call in, before it even came.
‘Cause I read it in the paper, just the other day.
And how my mind tracked it back and I went straight back to that park.
(You’re just having fun, and I’m the irresponsible one…)
And I could check just where you are, I’ve got it on my G.P.S.
You’re just having fun, and I’m the irresponsible one.
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8. |
Gatorade
02:50
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Gatorade in the shower, and I’ve got no power.
And I’m young and dumb and absolutely no one.
Young and dumb and absolutely no one.
Gatorade in the show, and I’ve got no power.
And I gave myself like a present, like a product.
I gave myself like a present.
And now I’m anyone I want.
And now I can be anyone, I want.
I’ll be anyone.
Gatorade in the shower, and it’s all made up of powder.
And I can blow it all away, over if I want it do.
Blow it all up, this is over when I say so.
Gatorade bottle reissue, and I can’t get my hot pipe through.
So I change my ways, and negotiate a new day.
Change my ways and negotiate.
I can be anyone, I want.
And now I can be anyone, I want.
I’ll be anyone.
I’ll be anything at all.
Anyone – anyone I want.
Watch me be anyone I want.
I’ll be anything at all.
Any time I want, you can call it out.
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9. |
Rivermouth Beach
02:42
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Standing in the middle of two bodies.
Digging my toes deep into the sand.
Slowly to the right you play the waves without a fight.
I can feel my skin soaking up your gaze like the summer sun.
Standing in the middle of two bodies.
The stream brings me to kneel.
Slowly to the left the Rivermouth it does its best,
To offer a place for life to feed and for me to regain self-worth.
(Places on Earth to be at peace again, if I get it all wrong again.)
Glistening through my fingers, flows past by the weeds.
I want nothing more than to hold on to how this makes me feel.
As we’re connected, I’m apart of it, and everything feels right.
I let the water cool the heat, that left me stirred up since that night.
I can forgive myself, and you.
We were both new to this feeling, so what were we to do?
Still the pain it runs so deep, but my love for you will stay.
What we made will be again and we will move in the right way.
Standing in the middle of two bodies.
Dry yourself and go take my hand.
Walk me to your car so we can sit and think how far
We came since the first time we held each other
In the summer sun.
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10. |
R&R
03:22
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Down on luck
Go out, try to get a little pick-me-up.
Tunes sound good
Everything is turning out the way it should.
Come home late
Think about the way you make me feel so great.
Sleep ‘til 10
In the morning I’ll wake up and smile again,
I know I’ll smile again, you know
I get stuck when I plan on going far
And I need to stop and get a little R&R.
Down on luck
Stay in, try to get a little pick-me-up.
Time stands still
And I potter ‘round the garden on my windowsill
Watch a show
Without knowing watch a few in a row
I’ll just run the bath
And think about the way I want a brand new start
I need a brand new start ‘cause,
I get stuck when I plan on going far
And I need to stop and get a little R&R.
Yeah I get stuck when I plan on going far
And I need to stop and get a little R&R.
Yep, I’m down on luck.
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