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I Want Change
04:29
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Seems you and me baby on the road and we’re on the run
We flash headlights for the inbound souls, No fun
So we flick through the radio stations just to find some flair
The harder we dig to find it, but it’s just not there
Some say that music don’t matter for the revolution
That we just need to focus on taxing the billionaires
But my revolution needs art, n’ new sounds
And fresh scientific ideas
We’re gonna need good music and songs to help get us there - Yeah
I want change,
Sick of just waiting around
I want change
Just sick of just waiting around - Yeah!
Another drought sucks dust down the throats of all my people
But we don’t sit around waiting for the rain to come back down
We got the red hot place
from this climate race
And the pain don’t matter,
flash your bravest face
Gonna sing out proud,
then we’ll ship to the next good town,
I want change,
Sick of just waiting around.
I want change,
Just sick of just waiting around
I want Change! Change! Change!
Sick of just waiting around!
Change! Change!
I want change!
Sick of just waiting around!
Cos you know that we need more than an inner-city revolution
Were gotta change all the oil, rise up and block their pollution
And while they fight, and they’ll fight in defence of their profit and greed
Sing, We are the people, We Hold the key
I want change
Sick of just waiting around,
I want change,
(Sing it) Just tired of just waiting around this dead old town
Who wants change
Who wants it
Who wants change
Who wants some
Who wants change
Who wants it
Who wants change
Just sick of just waiting around
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Psychomedia
04:16
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Psychomedia
They’re here to crush all our ideas,
And all the fresh things that that fear
They wanna smash all our creatives
And implant their bleak black marketeers
They wish to break the very last
Of the thinking renaissance
They’ll make us dance their merry dance
With a shiny credit card and a cash advance
Yeah, we’ll never believe in the Psychomedia
Slack jawed celebrity, silver tongued skin and bone
And we’ll never believe in the lies they’re feeding ya’
So delete your accounts and go home
Yeah just send yourself home
They claim they’re masters of illusion
As they ramp up their confusion
They drop their lie upon lie upon lie upon lie
We’re gonna crush their grand delusion
They think they’re kinds of all technology
As they bribe off your democracy
And with their lie upon lie upon lie upon lie
Only truth will set us free
Yeah, we’ll never believe in the Psychomedia
Slack jawed celebrity, silver tongued skin and bone
Yeah we’ll never believe in the lies they’re feeding ya
So delete your accounts and go home
Yeah just send yourself home
Yeah, time to move along
All you Trumpy Qanon
Anti-science, anti-sane, move along
Take your culty songs
And delete your accounts and
racist ways and
Move along, you can’t sing my song
Yeah, we’ll never believe in their Psychomedia
Slack jawed celebrity, silver tongued skin and bone
And we’ll never believe in the lies they’re feeding ya
So delete your accounts and go home
Yeah just send yourself home
Psychomedia, Psychomedia, Psychomedia
Shit they’re feeding ya!
Psychomedia, Psychomedia, Psychomedia
Shit they’re feeding ya!
Etc..
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4. |
Into the River
04:22
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Into the River
Parts of this river flow wildly
And parts of this river run smooth
Parts of the river got dangerous rock
And there are parts of the river like you
And parts of the river like bended knee
N’ parts of the river run straight
And parts of the river never forgive
And parts of the river hold hate
Into the river
We’ll feel it on our skin
We’re gonna jump into the river
Don’t be the last one in
Don’t be the last one... in
There are parts calm as river red-gum
While parts can’t be reconciled
And parts of the river are all grown up
And there are parts like a petulant child
Can we understand the heat from the northerly wind
When parts of the river runs cold
From the winds of the river blow stories
And some stories can never be told
(Never ever)
To the river
We’ll feel it on our skin
We’re gonna jump into the river
Don’t be the last one in
We’re gonna jump into the river
We’ll feel it on our skin
We’re gonna jump into the river
Don’t be the last one in
Don’t be the last one in
(Where do you go
Where do you flow
Where do you go?)
River flow
(into the river)
Into the river
We’ll feel it on our skin
We’re gonna jump into the river
Don’t be the last one in
We’re gonna jump into the river
We’ll feel it on our skin
We’re gonna jump into the river
Don’t be the last one in
Don’t be the last one in
Into the river
Into the river
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5. |
Middle Management
03:40
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Middle Management
(yeah huh!)
Beat my chest
I beat my chest
Beat my chest
I beat my chest
I, I made it all the way
See I worked towards my goal every working day
My soul’s right here in this cabinet on display
And I’m down just like Sinatra
I done it all my way
(and then I say…)
Welcome to Middle Management
Welcome to Middle Management
Yeah the budget’s in,
but the money’s all been spent
We’re Middle Management
Middle Management
The office is looking lovely this morning
Yeah the office looks the same every day
I got a smiling family portrait on my desktop
Yeah, their not mine but at least it looks that way
(What you say?)
Welcome to Middle Management
Welcome to Middle Management
We must all account
For every single dollar spent
We’re Middle Management
(We’re Middle Manage..)
We’re Middle Management
(that’s right, let it go tonight)
Yeah look at my crazy colourful tie
I’m gonna be the office rebel ‘till the day I die
I’m gonna put my feet up right on this desk
And then I’ll beat my masculine chest
Beat my chest
I beat my chest
Beat my chest
I beat my chest
(Alright)
Welcome to Middle Management
(Alright)
Welcome to Middle Management
The budget’s in,
but the money’s all been spent
We’re Middle Management
We’re Middle Management
(that’s right let it go tonight)
Yeah look at my crazy colourful tie
I’m gonna be the office rebel ‘till the day I die
I’m gonna put my feet up right on this desk
And then I’ll beat my masculine chest
Beat my chest
I beat my chest
Beat my chest
I beat my chest
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Old Man Young Man Blues
Verses improvised by guest vocalist, Melbourne artist (and musician) Angus Jones
Old Man, Old Man, Old man
Pretending to be young man’s blues
Old Man, Old Man, Old man
pretending to be..
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Vested Interest
03:41
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Vested Interest
(We’re gonna smoke ‘em out)
Vested interest
Invested interest
Vested interest
We’re ruled by vested interest
A government contract, good for keeping control
Follow the stench, until the trail gets hacked
Owners shrugging shoulders, hiding off-shore
In a tax-free black holding company stack
Shake down the directors, it’s funny how they live
A post office box inside a tax haven pantomime
A family trust, at the top of the tree
Secured by obfuscator beneficiaries
Vested interest
Invested interest
Vested Interest
We’re ruled by vested interest
It’s like a popular minister, another free ride
A brown paper bag, a little more on the side
Swings a little to the left, then a little to the right
Just keep the people happy, and their hair just right
And you can listen real carefully
And you can hear them as they try to sing
(La-la-la lee-lee!)
“Integrity, in a democracy!
Integrity will be the death of me”
Vested interest
Invested interest
Vested Interest
We’re ruled by vested Interest
It’s like a parliamentary puppet show
Invested interest
Then they’re caught red handed
And they beg forgiveness
This vested interest
Vested interest
(ahh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Vested interest
(ahh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Theft and corruption at its simplest
(ahh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Vested interest
(ahh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
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8. |
Gentle Revolution
07:02
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Gentle Revolution
A gentle revolution
A quiet revolution
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9. |
Opinions
04:14
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Opinions
What in hell is this extinction zone
?
The only home we’ve ever known
Smashed up irreversibly
Everybody knows, we just can’t see
Climate change is right on time
We discoed past the danger signs
As all defences blown a part
Award the protestors the Purple Hearts
I got opinions man
I got opinions man
See opinions, I got them
Opinions, I got them in my head, in my mind
It’s like I said, I got Opinions man
The only truth is what will sell
Take comfort in commercial hell
But the marketeers write brilliant songs
Everybody shrugs and sings along
These private wars are never won
It’s just weapons makers having fun
With nationalists beatin’ chest
(The) peacemakers will never get their rest
I got opinions man
I got opinions man
Opinions, I got them
Opinions, I got them in my head, n’ in my mind
It’s like I said, I got Opinions man
I got opinions man
I got opinions man
Opinions, I got them
Opinions, I got them in my head, n’ in my mind
It’s like I said, I got Opinions man
(yeah)
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Dubrow Reservoir, Australia
I was the singer / songwriter with iNsuRge, Soulscraper, & Blackbreaks, and this is my solo project:
Dubrow.
I like layering beats, synths, noise and distortion, with some real instruments
The music is also political, because all good music is. We either sing for the revolution, or sing for all the things to stay the same
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