eighteen

GONNA GET PISSED TONIGHT (the Australian drinking song)

Putting on the wobbly boot

Burger egg with hot beet root

Four X, V-B, Carlton cold

Breckie slabs, or so I’m told

Chicko rolls, mate, steak and kidney

Fair dinkum, nightlife’s best in Sidney

Stone the crows, no worries, mate

Brisbane Bitters by the crate

Gonna get pissed tonight!

Oi! Oi! Oi!

Gonna get pissed tonight!

Oi! Oi! Oi!

Gonna get pissed tonight!

Oi! Oi! Oi!

Emus, ‘roos, and Holden cars

Getting pissed is best by far

Gonna get pissed tonight!

Oi!

Come on, Yabbo, shout a round

Seppo, put that Foster’s down

Powers, Bitters, Coopers Ale

Schooners in Lord Nelson’s Jail

Good on ya mates, gags and yawns

Boutique beers with bugs and prawns

Ocker Aussies, skins and punks

Pig’s ear pissed and blowin’ chunks

Gonna get pissed tonight!

Oi! Oi! Oi!

Gonna get pissed tonight!

Oi! Oi! Oi!

Gonna get pissed tonight!

Oi! Oi! Oi!

Emus, ‘roos, and Holden cars

Getting pissed is best by far

Gonna get pissed tonight!

Oi!

Toohey’s newest in your glass

Aussies all are kicking ass

Swilling piss, it’s footy season

Drinking quality has reason

Top drop all, our dinner’s tossed

Rat coffins, dipped in sauce

Like Vauxhall Vivas, lives packed

Tear up the town, then get sacked

Gonna get pissed tonight!

Oi! Oi! Oi!

Gonna get pissed tonight!

Oi! Oi! Oi!

Gonna get pissed tonight!

Oi! Oi! Oi!

Emus, ‘roos, and Holden cars

Getting pissed is best by far

Gonna get pissed tonight!

Oi!

Gonna get pissed tonight!

Oi! Oi! Oi!

Gonna get pissed tonight!

Oi! Oi! Oi!

Gonna get pissed tonight!

Oi! Oi! Oi!

Emus, ‘roos, and Holden cars

Getting pissed is best by far

Gonna get pissed tonight!

BIG BROTHER

Presidential power

No right to eavesdrop

Government surveillance

Intelligence misgot

Curveball diplomacy

Abuse of security

National emergency

Waive civil liberties

Big Brother, Big Brother

Spying on you day and night

Big Brother, Big Brother

What they do isn’t right

Big Brother, Big Brother

Spying on you day and night

Warrantless wiretapping

With no proof of threat

If you sound suspicious

You’ll sit in jail and sweat

Welcoming the tentacles

Of the ‘War on Terror’ spectacle

Add another codicil

To the fatalistic chronicle

Big Brother, Big Brother

Spying on you day and night

Big Brother, Big Brother

What they’re doing just isn’t right

Big Brother, Big Brother

Spying on you day and night

Big Brother, Big Brother

Spying on you day and night

Big Brother, Big Brother

What they’re doing isn’t right

Big Brother, Big Brother

Spying on you day and night

Big Brother, Big Brother

Spying on you day and night

Big Brother, Big Brother

What they’re doing isn’t right

Big Brother, Big Brother

Spying on you day and night

DIRTY POLITICS

The price of oil is soaring

Domestic crude is down

Beleaguered legislature

Stands on shaky ground

The president’s opposed

To granting tax incentives

Because companies import

Foreign oil dependence

Slush fund antics, corporation tricks

Skeletons in the closet

Dirty politics

Slush fund antics, corporation tricks

Skeletons in the closet

Dirty politics

A symbol of the heart

A formal club of swine

Inside track to obscene wealth

“Our friends are doing fine!”

A gathering, a quickening

A stern, deceptive code

Local hero, fiend and foe

Fear it might explode

Slush fund antics, corporation tricks

Skeletons in the closet

Dirty politics

Slush fund antics, corporation tricks

Skeletons in the closet

Dirty politics

The price of oil is soaring

Domestic crude is down

Beleaguered legislature

Stands on shaky ground

The president’s opposed

To granting tax incentives

Because companies import

Foreign oil dependence

Slush fund antics, corporation tricks

Skeletons in the closet

Dirty politics

Slush fund antics, corporation tricks

Skeletons in the closet

Dirty politics

I'VE HAD ENOUGH

Welfare for the affluent

Cutbacks for the poor

Profit to the rich

Outweigh the public good

The rights of private wealth

Are shaping public policy

Special interest power

Is hijacking the government

I’ve had enough!

I’m so fed up!

I’ve had enough!

I’ve had enough! Yeah!

I’m so fed up!

I’ve had enough!

Treasury fears inflation

Expansion and modernization

Triggers talk of devaluation

Reflect the higher cost to the nation

Prices fall, continued woes

“That’s the way the industry goes!

Dollar declines against the peso!”

Inventories based on say-so

I’ve had enough!

I’m so fed up!

I’ve had enough!

I’ve had enough! Yeah!

I’m so fed up!

I’ve had enough!

Welfare for the affluent

Cutbacks for the poor

Profit to the rich

Outweigh the public good

The rights of private wealth

Are shaping public policy

Special interest power

Is hijacking the government

I’ve had enough!

I’m so fed up!

I’ve had enough!

I’ve had enough! Yeah!

I’m so fed up!

I’ve had enough!

I’m so fed up!

I’ve had enough!

I’m so fed up!

I’ve had enough!

PANIC IN THE CITY!

Travesty of government: Of the people, for the people

They prefer a parade to the real scheme

Let the public in on their schemes and machinations

Harboring a prejudice against their secrecy!

Seven years of famine after seven years of plenty

Did you plan ahead? No, you didn’t save a penny

They’re cleaning out the bank vaults

You’re really in a hole

Mortgaging the promised land, you’ve got nowhere to go!

Oi, oi, oi, oi! Panic in the city!

Tools for delay and their obfuscation

Showing up themselves just to be scofflaws

Dangerous enemies of popular government

Bald-faced audacity, rewriting reprimands!

Seven years of famine after seven years of plenty

Did you plan ahead? No, you didn’t save a penny

They’re cleaning out the bank vaults

You’re really in a hole

Mortgaging the promised land, you’ve got nowhere to go!

Oi, oi, oi, oi! Panic in the city!

GET WILD

Knives are drawn, they went mental on us

We’re ready, we’re ready to get wild

We fought our wars, we’ve earned our wings

We’re ready, we’re ready to get wild

Damn violent times, attacked in the streets

We’re ready, we’re ready to get wild

May the road rise to meet you and your enemies fall behind you

We’re ready, we’re ready to get wild

We’re ready to get wild

Not a clockwork man but a locomotive band

We’re ready to get wild

Anxious as a lynch mob, we’re rolling up our sleeves

We’re ready, we’re ready to get wild

A blizzard of aggression, gives us energy

We’re ready, we’re ready to get wild

No pretense to anything, we just want to scream and shout

We’re ready, we’re ready to get wild

Like a gang of naughty boys, we’re the kings of the mount

We’re ready, we’re ready to get wild

We’re ready to get wild

Not a clockwork man but a locomotive band

We’re ready to get wild

A dozen toffs got tipped off, so we cut and run

It’s all been a wind up, a jolly bit of fun

At the end of the day, we’ll toast our mates

We’re ready to get wild

We’re not clockwork men but a locomotive band

We’re ready to get wild

We’re not clockwork men but a locomotive band

We’re ready to get wild

Knives are drawn, they went mental on us

We’re ready, we’re ready to get wild

We fought our wars, we’ve earned our wings

We’re ready, we’re ready to get wild

Damn violent times, attacked in the streets

We’re ready, we’re ready to get wild

May the road rise to meet you and your enemies fall behind you

We’re ready, we’re ready to get wild

We’re ready to get wild

Not a clockwork man but a locomotive band

We’re ready to get wild

We’re not clockwork men but a locomotive band

We’re ready to get wild

DON’T PUSH ME ‘ROUND

Our morals are anemic

And gains more lost and found

A hog-wild retrogression

What’s happened to this town?

Don’t push me ‘round

My heart’s not in this place

Don’t try to push me ‘round

Escheat age ‘Uber Alles’

Militias underground

Democracy’s one-sided

What’s happened to this town?

Don’t push me ‘round

I can’t see through this maze

Don’t try to push me ‘round

This castigated thiefdom

Our ankles tied and bound

A real forbidden city

What’s happened to this town?

Don’t push me ‘round

Get out of my face

Don’t try to push me ‘round

Don’t push me ‘round

Get out of my face!

Don’t try to push me ‘round!

GAME AS NED

Come a gusta

Snafle a sanger

Who’s robbing this coach

Thirty-seven degrees in the water bag

If it was raining palaces

I’d get hit on the head by a dunny door

London to a brick

Oi, oi, oi

It’s all piss and wind

Oi, oi, oi

Like the butcher’s cat

It’s a bugger of a job

When you’re game as Ned

Middle of the bloody day not a bone in the truck

Tea and bickies

Wear your best bib and tucker on

Put the mockers on

Rat up a rope

Cool the tinnies, warm the set

Weekend warrior

Talking under wet cement with a mouthful of marbles

Oi, oi, oi

It’s all piss and wind

Oi, oi, oi

Like the butcher’s cat

It’s a bugger of a job

When you’re game as Ned

Middle of the bloody day not a bone in the truck

Fourpenny dark in a Vegemite jar

Played up the billy-oh till late last night

Case of the colliwobbles

Hit the bungadoo

One snagger short of a barbie, too

Fourpenny dark in a Vegemite jar

Played up the billy-oh till late last night

Case of the colliwobbles

Hit the bungadoo

One snagger short of a barbie, too

Up a sparrows, Dad and Dave

Hit the frog and toad

Feelin’ like a dog’s eye

If I’m not flat out

Sailor’s pub at the Rock in Sydney raffle a chook and duck

Cock a snook or two at the establishment

Oi, oi, oi

It’s all piss and wind

Oi, oi, oi

Like the butcher’s cat

It’s a bugger of a job

When you’re game as Ned

Middle of the bloody day not a bone in the truck

NO COMPROMISE

Our latest foreign policy

Is a disparate criticism

Antipodal opinions

Intervention, isolation

Stay out, hang tough

Cacophony of cries

Air strikes, trade sanctions

We’re pressed on several sides

No compromise

No!

There’s words and blood spilled daily

The U.N. fights in vain

Civilians are the victims

And no one takes the blame

Another failed ceasefire

It’s just a dead-end game

Each side claims a victory

The peace process is strained

No compromise

No!

Our latest foreign policy

Is a disparate criticism

Antipodal opinions

Intervention, isolation

Stay out, hang tough

Cacophony of cries

Air strikes, trade sanctions

We’re pressed on several sides

No compromise

No compro, no compro, no compromise!

DROP THE BOMB

Saddam’s war of attrition

Chain gang proliferation

Intervention by default

Foreign policy by debacle

Superpower hegemony

Imperialist treachery

Tom and Jerry diplomacy

Over nuclear weaponry

Everyone’s got their hand on the gun

Blow your neighbor to kingdom come

All they want to do is drop the bomb

Everyone’s got their hand on the gun

Blow your neighbor to kingdom come

All they want to do is drop the bomb

Everyone’s got their hand on the gun

Blow your neighbor to kingdom come

All they want to do is drop the bomb

Handy third world territory

Can contain this hairy story

World’s policeman might get caught

Just another terrornaut

NATO locked in acrimony

Warsaw packers smell a phony

Shun the common people’s plea

Dismantle nuclear weaponry

Everyone’s got their hand on the gun

Blow your neighbor to kingdom come

All they want to do is drop the bomb

Everyone’s got their hand on the gun

Blow your neighbor to kingdom come

All they want to do is drop the bomb

Everyone’s got their hand on the gun

Blow your neighbor to kingdom come

All they want to do is drop the bomb

Saddam’s war of attrition

Chain gang proliferation

Intervention by default

Foreign policy by debacle

Superpower hegemony

Imperialist treachery

Tom and Jerry diplomacy

Over nuclear weaponry

Everyone’s got their hand on the gun

Blow your neighbor to kingdom come

All they want to do is drop the bomb

Everyone’s got their hand on the gun

Blow your neighbor to kingdom come

All they want to do is drop the bomb

Everyone’s got their hand on the gun

Blow your neighbor to kingdom come

All they want to do is drop the bomb

EASY STREET

Futures, options, commodities

Capitol Hill inquiry

House banking committee

Doesn’t want the scrutiny

Virtual stock strategies

Global market uncertainty

Investors borrow heavily

Bankruptcy quarterly

Living high on Easy Street

Windfall profits, no receipts

Living high on Easy Street

Junk stock, bonds, securities

A purgative economy

Higher taxes, royalties

Dim prospects for industry

German mark holds the key

To European currency

Dollar ceded to the Yen

Dow rebounds with ten point gain

Living high on Easy Street

Windfall profits, no receipts

Living high on Easy Street

Futures, options, commodities

Capitol Hill inquiry

House banking committee

Doesn’t want the scrutiny

Virtual stock strategies

Global market uncertainty

Investors borrow heavily

Bankruptcy quarterly

Living high on Easy Street

Windfall profits, no receipts

Living high on Easy Street

ARMAGEDDON

The talks are on the table

Too much quid pro quo

We’re dangling out a carrot

Before a stranglehold

A temporary freeze

Of Kim’s nuclear program

Doesn’t mean a thing

To someone who won’t back down

Standoff, standoff, standoff

Armageddon!

Standoff, standoff, standoff

Armageddon!

Standoff, standoff, standoff

Armageddon!

Standing on the precipice

The future is in doubt

Who to trust, who to fear

Our leaders have no clout

A Macabean effort

With troglodytes in tow

Their cheeks will all be rosy with

A radioactive glow

Standoff, standoff, standoff

Armageddon!

Standoff, standoff, standoff

Armageddon!

Standoff, standoff, standoff

Armageddon!

The talks are on the table

Too much quid pro quo

We’re dangling out a carrot

Before a stranglehold

A temporary freeze

Of Kim’s nuclear program

Doesn’t mean a thing

To someone who won’t back down

Standoff, standoff, standoff

Armageddon!

Standoff, standoff, standoff

Armageddon!

Standoff, standoff, standoff

Armageddon!

MORAL MAJORITY

Moral majority

Right-wing minority

No authority

Don’t run my life

Moral majority

Right-wing minority

No authority

Don’t run my life

Moral majority

Right-wing minority

No authority

Don’t run my life

Moral majority

Right-wing minority

No authority

You don’t want to run my life

Antiabortion lips say pro-life

Assassinating doctors don’t seem right

Pedaling pornography, crucifying gays

Is their piety just a charade?

Moral majority

Right-wing minority

No authority

Don’t run my life

Moral majority

Right-wing minority

No authority

Don’t run my life

Moral majority

Right-wing minority

No authority

Don’t run my life

Moral majority

Right-wing minority

No authority

You don’t want to run my life

Christian coalition getting Jesus irate

For polemicizing Church and State

Stern politicians, trickle-down profane

Cockfights, heresy, and ultramontane

Antiabortion lips say pro-life

Assassinating doctors don’t seem right

Pedaling pornography, crucifying gays

Is their piety just a charade?

Antiabortion lips say pro-life

Assassinating doctors don’t seem right

Pedaling pornography, crucifying gays

Is their piety just a charade?

Moral majority

Right-wing minority

No authority

Don’t run my life

Moral majority

Right-wing minority

No authority

Don’t run my life

Moral majority

Right-wing minority

No authority

Don’t run my life

Moral majority

Right-wing minority

No authority

You don’t want to run my life

ALLEGIANCE TO NONE

I can’t comply with the ways of people

Some things that they’ll never understand

If I listen then, I’ll have to hear excuses

Then I know that their servitude is temporary

Allegiance to none

To anyone

Allegiance to none

To anything

Why contrast those divergent juntas

Fascist roots of the punditocracy

If I listen to the verbal obfuscation

Then I’ll miss the bloody class war on TV

Allegiance to none

To anyone

Allegiance to none

To anything

Tortured truth over reconciliation

Hey dude, where’s our “Seven days in May”?

If I listen to the mangled misperception

I know what it was, I was there when it was

Allegiance to none

To anyone

Allegiance to none

To anything

Why contrast those divergent juntas

Fascist roots of the punditocracy

If I listen to the verbal obfuscation

Then I’ll miss the bloody class war on TV

MONEY TALKS

We’re sending out mixed signals

The state is talking tough

Multilateral tariffs

China smells a bluff

Human rights conditions

Dissidents rot in jail

We’d rather keep the business

Democracy can fail

Money talks, freedom walks

Congress balks, who’s at fault?

Money talks, justice walks

Proudly then, our flag unfurled

Across bureaucracies

Stocking junk at Wally World

Designer socks and tees

The heroes of Tiananmen

Who slave with rats and fleas

For quoting Thomas Jefferson

Too bad he weren’t Chinese

Money talks, freedom walks

Congress balks, who’s at fault?

Money talks, justice walks

Money talks, freedom walks

Congress balks, who’s at fault?

Money talks, justice walks

EMPTY PROMISES

Poor man’s on his soapbox

Government has cloth ears

The money-flushed politicos

Fan the flames of fear!

The arrogant ideologues

Are cloistered in arrears

A gentleman’s agreement

To stick it to the queers

Empty promises children, let us pray

Empty promises, join in the melee

Empty promises, banker’s holiday

Empty promises

Forswearing prophylaxis

And subsequential deeds

Integral question, ask us

The hunger no one feeds

Less than concrete actions

With armour no one needs

Fascistic fighting factions

A warring no one heeds

Empty promises, all the children say

Empty promises, make somebody pay

Empty promises, give a dog his day

Empty promises

Shouldering the burden

Of Stonewall’s legacy

Dionysus certain

Disparagement for free

An Africa of slogans

Sift through a pile of Chad

Fifty years with no gains

A feeling you’ve been had

Empty promises, take your final breath

Empty promises, politics won’t rest

Empty promises, silence equals death

Empty promises, silence equals death!

Silence equals death!

RUNNING RIOT

Things are going swimmingly

I could fancy now

Someone’s done a runner

We’ll have to sort him out

Extra work just makes them whinge

Running out of puff

Pudding or a biscuit,

Totally brassed off

I could have a go at that

That could give me the hump

Argy bargy, use your loaf

Show some orchestra stalls

Now’s the hour

Shed me flute

Hit the frog and toad

We’re always in good nick

Away from the north pole

Oi, oi, running riot

Oi, oi, it’s exciting

Oi, oi, out with the boys

Oi, oi, running riot

Oi, oi, it’s exciting

Oi, oi, out with the boys

Oi, oi, running riot

Oi, oi, it’s exciting

Oi, oi, out with the boys

Things are going swimmingly

I could fancy now

Someone’s done a runner

We’ll have to sort him out

Extra work just makes them whinge

Running out of puff

Pudding or a biscuit,

Totally brassed off

I could have a go at that

That could give me the hump

Argy bargy, use your loaf

Show some orchestra stalls

Now’s the hour

Shed me flute

Hit the frog and toad

We’re always in good nick

Away from the north pole

Oi, oi, running riot

Oi, oi, it’s exciting

Oi, oi, out with the boys

Oi, oi, running riot

Oi, oi, it’s exciting

Oi, oi, out with the boys

Oi, oi, running riot

Oi, oi, it’s exciting

Oi, oi, out with the boys

Things are going swimmingly

I could fancy now

Someone’s done a runner

We’ll have to sort him out

Extra work just makes them whinge

Running out of puff

Pudding or a biscuit,

Totally brassed off

I could have a go at that

That could give me the hump

Argy bargy, use your loaf

Show some orchestra stalls

Now’s the hour

Shed me flute

Hit the frog and toad

We’re always in good nick

Away from the north pole

Oi, oi, running riot

Oi, oi, it’s exciting

Oi, oi, out with the boys

Oi, oi, running riot

Oi, oi, it’s exciting

Oi, oi, out with the boys

Oi, oi, running riot

Oi, oi, it’s exciting

Oi, oi, out with the boys

EMERGENCY

Partisan politicians

Don’t want to be at fault

Deregulating banks

And cleaning out the vaults

The new administration

Has everyone condemned

The opposition party

Will not stand up to them

Finger-pointers take their shots at you

Ardent enemies, grand and picayune

Stark realities, no one is immune

Slam the system ‘till you’re black and blue

Our tax base has gone bust

Because we’re overlending

Bankruptcy court accounts

Increase taxpayer’s spending

The thrifts are all used up

And interest rates are climbing

Misappropriated millions

What are they imbibing?

Finger-pointers take their shots at you

Ardent enemies, grand and picayune

Stark realities, no one is immune

Slam the system ‘till you’re black and blue

Partisan politicians

Don’t want to be at fault

Deregulating banks

And cleaning out the vaults

The new administration

Has everyone condemned

The opposition party

Will not stand up to them

Finger-pointers take their shots at you

Ardent enemies, grand and picayune

Stark realities, no one is immune

Slam the system ‘till you’re black and blue

WHAT AM I LIVING FOR?

What am I living for?

Can’t take it no more

What am I living for?

Can’t take it no more

What am I living for?

Can’t take it no more

What am I living for?

Can’t take it no more

Ten years from now, things will be the same

Even when I’m lying in my grave

What the hell am I gonna do?

What am I living for?

Can’t take it no more

What am I living for?

Can’t take it no more

What am I living for?

Can’t take it no more

What am I living for?

Can’t take it no more

Ten years from now, things will be the same

Even when I’m lying in my grave

What the hell am I, am I?

What am I living for?

Can’t take it no more

What am I living for?

Can’t take it no more

What am I living for?

Can’t take it no more

What am I living for?

Can’t take it no more

Ten years from now, things will be the same

Even when I’m lying in my grave

What the hell am I gonna do?

What am I living for?

Can’t take it no more

What am I living for?

Can’t take it no more

What am I living for?

Can’t take it no more

What am I living for?

Can’t take it no more!

JOLLY UPS

This mob ain’t gonna see me for dust

I’ve had a gutful of taking orders

And through my rank and riches

Did my cribbage pegs burst

Weekends, jolly ups, rinny tin tin

Back at the pavillion for elevenses

Oi, oi, oi

And we’ll have a good ol’ Cockney knees up

When the creepy crawlies

Get up your lager n’ lime

Percy thrower left you in the lurch

Popin’ out for a quick Georgio Armani

‘Cause we’re going on a jet fighter

Right now I’m so boracic

Can’t even pay me Burton-on-Trent

Even my next wage packet

The council has already spent

Weekends, jolly ups, rinny tin tin

Back at the pavillion for elevenses

Oi, oi, oi

And we’ll have a good ol’ Cockney knees up

Down to my last Rock of Ages

I was a young tearaway of sorts

Known as a Bobby Dazzler

Sometimes a wind-up merchant

Weekends, jolly ups, rinny tin tin

Back at the pavillion for elevenses

Oi, oi, oi

And we’ll have a good ol’ Cockney knees up