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Tawny Hawk
03:36
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I buy my eggs by the carton
I stick ‘em to the fucking roof
Fucking eggs, fucking cartons
Stuck all over my fucking roof
You wanna see some proof it’s in the cartons
They’re stuck all over my fucking roof
You wanna see a Tawny Hawk egg
The proof’s above your head
Tawny Hawk
Tawny Hawk
Ooo oo ooo Aaa aa aah
Listen to the mad cunt on the drums
Vibrating egg shells on the roof
Fucking eggs, fucking cartons
Stuck all over my fucking roof
Punk music walking on eggshells
Vibrating egg shells on the roof
Night jar and Hawk joined together
Fucking cartons, fucking roof
Tawny Hawk
Tawny Hawk
Ooo oo ooo Aaa aa aah
Ain’t no party like an S Club party
I buy my eggs by the carton
I stick ‘em to the fucking roof
Fucking eggs, fucking cartons
Stuck all over my fucking roof
Tawny Hawk
Tawny Hawk
Ooo oo ooo Aaa aa aah
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2. |
Scum duster
03:12
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In my whole life on this Earth
I’ve never seen this Earth so burnt
We’ve had some leaders over the past
But this half-wits head’s up his ass
Hundreds of people’s houses burnt down
No ‘Are you OK?’ when Scott’s in town
No leadership, just a cold wet preacher
Land management is what we need argh
You’re a fascist idiot fictional prick
So many people think you’re a dick
No remorse for the people mourning
Your Mutiny’s seen now here’s the warning
Scotty should be with the firies
Not in his smugglers merely admiring
What we need is a man of the people
Cause misinformation of religion’s evil
Going on holidays it’s a disgrace
With what you left your country to face
Help community pull together
I can’t believe that you fucking left us
You’re a fascist idiot fictional prick
So many people think you’re a dick
No remorse for the people mourning
Your Mutiny’s seen now here’s the warning
What we need is communal corroboree
Not this week shit we call Scott Morrison
A person of the people who shows compassion
Not this cold faced fictional fascist
Stick your narrow views up your ass
What we need is someone for the working class
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3. |
Take out ya bins
02:54
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Bon fire with a cold beer in my hand
Inner fire cool calm and collected
I’ve had enough of excuses
I’ve had enough of your bins
Stop trying to work shit out
Take out your bins
No more excuses
No more bins
Stop talking trash
Just take out your bins
Bon fire with a cold beer in my hand
Inner fire cool calm and collected
OK I said it my way
Didn’t mean to point at your bin
One thing if you’re listening
Take out your bin
No more excuses
No more bin
No more trash
Take out your bin
No more excuses
No more bin
Stop talking trash
And take out your bin
Bon fire with a cold beer in my hand
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4. |
It's just a job
03:16
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Have you ever pissed off your boss so bad?
Makes you feel like shit, then he makes you feel sad
Every day’s a struggle just to fucking turn up
Each day puttin’ up with dickheads who run rank
It’s just a job, It’s just a fucking job!
Where’s your fucking ladder, and where’s your fucking gloves?
Fix it in your own time don’t expect us
Money’s missing from your pay, it’s just how it is
Shit show admin dickheads who suck ass
It’s just a job, It’s just a fucking job!
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5. |
JNM
02:27
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Skate or die, mix it up
Dragon’s Eye, fix it up
By a mile, mix it up
Man inside, man who takes you
Jesse Nathan Blake
Jesse, Jess Easy
Jesse Nathan Blake
Jesse Nathan Murphy
Rides a bike, shreds it up
Got good sight, shoots it up
Man inside, holds it up
Loves a ride, loves to take you
Jesse Nathan Blake
Jesse, Jess Easy
Jesse Nathan Blake
Jesse Nathan Murphy
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6. |
Party
02:28
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Who is the life of this party
What is this party about
Why do people think it’s a dress up
Where is it leading me now
Was the intention to get shit faced
When is it too late to be loud
How am I gonna get home now
Is this your party or mine
Party! Party! Party!
Party! Party! Party!
Life is a fucking party
Is there any rules to this party
How come I feel I’m allowed
When did you get to my party
Was there a joint to pass round
Where did you leave your prohibitions
How come you got your bitch face on
What are you here for if not to party
Who do you think is running this town
It’s not about just hangin' out
Life's one fucking party
Your attitude is what carries you
So, why not be the life of the party?
Party! Party! Party!
Party! Party! Party!
Life is a fucking party
So party now!
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7. |
Self Descent
02:35
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Chunk thy neighbour
Fist in favour
Fighting Chester
Duke reactor
Sighting friend says
Fight your fearest
Mind of dearest
Self Descent
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TAWNY HAWK Brisbane, Australia
TAWNY HAWK are a three piece from Brisbane, QLD, Australia.
Nathan-Guitar/Lead Vox, Rod-Bass/vox,
Anthony-Drums/vox
TAWNY HAWK are loud and rowdy.
GET ROWDY!!!
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