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Only Thing That Matters
05:21
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Robot Voice:
The Only. Thing. That Matters. Is. Climate Change.
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Ho-Ho Hee-Hee
And all the dancing in the streets
Ho-Ho-Ho Hee-Hee
Because the people been set free
(Extra Extra Read all about it)
The day Rupert Murdoch died, nobody cried
And all the Fox anchors were fired, nobody cried
Everybody smiled, they did the dishes
Then they helped their mamas outside
That was the day, that Rupert Murdoch died
(And we sang)
Ho-Ho Hee-Hee
And there was dancing in the streets
And all the love for you and me,
Because the people been set free
(Sing) Ho-Ho-Ho Hee-Hee
And all the dancing in the streets
And all the love for you and me
Because the people been set free
(Extra Extra Read all about it!)
The day Rupert Murdoch died
And all the children smiled
Workers started jumping up with glee
(a hee-hee)
The scientists said they’d never felt so free
What a lovely place to be
The day Rupert Murdoch died, nobody cried
Ho-Ho Hee-Hee
And there was dancing in the streets
And all the love for you and me,
Because the people been set free
(Sing) Ho-Ho-Ho Hee-Hee
And all the dancing in the streets
And all the love for you and me
Cos all the people been set free
(Extra Extra Read all about it!)
It was the moment in our lives when we began to have some fun
Goodbye London Times and that scab filled little Sun
No more Daily Telegraph* and no more Herald Sun
We pray one day they’ll understand the evil that they done
And we sing,
Ho-Ho Hee-Hee
And there was dancing in the streets
Ho-Ho-Ho Hee-Hee
Because the people been set free
Ho-Ho Hee-Hee
And all the dancing in the streets
Ho-Ho-Ho Hee-Hee
Because the people been set free
They been set free
(Extra Extra Read all about it!)
Time for a Change
Time for a key change (what?)
Ho-Ho Hee-Hee
And there was dancing in the streets
And all the love for you and me,
Because the people been set free
(and we sing) Ho-Ho-Ho Hee-Hee
And all the dancing in the streets
And all the love for you and me
Because the people been set free
(Extra Extra Read all about it!)
Ho-Ho Hee-Hee
And there was dancing in the streets
And all the love for you and me,
Because the people been set free
(Extra Extra Read all about it!)
Ho-Ho-Ho Hee-Hee
And all the dancing in the streets
And all the love for you and me
Because the people been set free
(Extra Extra Read all about it!)
Time for a change
(Extra Extra Read all about it!)
* The Daily Telegraph reference is for the Sydney based newspaper, not the UK Telegraph which is not owned by News Corp.
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3. |
I Pray The People
04:45
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The time is coming we must leave tonight,
These city lights are fading out of sight.
There won’t be peace until this battle’s won
We’ll keep on burning for our sacred sun
The day we met you we could feel your fire
You spoke of all the things your dreams inspired
Well now it’s time to pass these lessons on
And help our people so they’re marching strong
Your speeches like fine melodies, as sweet as falling rain
We’re gonna smash our pain into a million pieces
And we’ll sing our song again.
I know things feel wild right now but
These are how dreams are made.
Alarms are ringing, we can’t trust this town
Supply chain broken from the underground
With food and water maybe last a week
For surely this our final losing streak
And I thought I’d tell you something I know
We can trust him when he’s alone
I know there’ll be finer hours soon
And we’re gonna make it home
I know things look wild right now but
These are how dreams are made
Now people don’t you turn away
Oh, people don’t you turn away
All you people don’t you turn away
Turn away from us
Ah people don’t you turn away
I pray the people they don’t turn away
I pray the people they don’t turn away
I pray the people they don’t turn away from us
I pray the people they don’t turn away
I pray the people they don’t turn away from me
from me, from me, ahh from me
[Round]
I pray the people they don’t turn away [crossed]
I know things look wild right now but These are how dreams are made
These is how dreams are made [Etc.]
So don’t you turn away from me.
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4. |
Incoming
03:54
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We’s got to catch the morning train
Don’t wanna do it once again
The scolding field of falling rain
As if there’s something left to tame
Deep in our hearts we know we’re sane
We wanna be there part of this team
I’m feeling like we brought it on
Well always be there my friend
Till we got them penned in
Gotta make it to the end
Well I might as well
a calmer mind can tell
It’s time to switch my face
I got a can of mace
I’ll never run again
Look all the crap the cat’s dragged in
Ride on my crazy friends
We’ll make it to the end,
No working for the man
until we lose all our friends,
Then we do it again
I know a nicer ender
Their words of sweet surrender
Until the last defender
There’s no return to sender
With all your people wasting time
I got the best life for this world
Ride on my crazy friends
Incoming to the end
Until we do it again
No working for man
We’ll hold it hand in hand
Boom-cha
Boom-cha
I say Boom-cha
I say Boom-cha etc.
I’m on a morning train
I come and do it again
I gotta keep my sane
I’m sticking to my lane
Ride on my crazy friends
Incoming ‘till the end
No working for the man
Until we do it again
‘till we do it again
‘till we do it again, gain, gain, gain
Incoming
Incoming
Incoming
Incoming
(etc.)
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5. |
Firezone
04:22
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Sweet foreign angel, come eat at our table
Bring all your fables, and sing all your songs
I know you feel that there’s no safe harbour
And you’ve no words that help describe this pain
But I see your strength despite this trouble and trauma
Soon you’ll be feeling out your way again
And I know, here you won’t be left alone
And I know, you’ll soon find a place that you’ll call home
Sweet foreign angel, come eat at our table
Willing and able, to help bring you home
And I know, you’ll soon forget about the Firezone
Firezone, Firezone
They call this Post Traumatic Stress Disorder
There’s nothing wrong with sometimes reaching out
That strength in your heart it helped you cross this border
We’ll help you dance until you shake these demons out
And I know, you’ll soon no longer feel lost at sea
And I know, you’ll soon be healing like a melody
Sweet foreign angel, come eat at our table
Bring all your fables, and sing all your songs
And I know, you’ll soon be boring as a housing loan
You’ll soon forget about Firezone
Yeah you’ll forget about Firezone
Warm rain with rainbows, meadows where hay grows,
Sweet foreign angel, come eat at our table
Yeah I know, you’ll soon forget about the Firezone
Drop all your fear upon the grinding stone
Yeah you’ll forget about the Firezone
Yeah you’ll forget about the Firezone
You’ll no longer feel lost at sea
You’ll be healing like a melody
Like a Melody
Healing like a melody
Like a Melody
Healing like a melody
You’ll be healing like a melody
You’ll be healing like a melody (etc.)
Sweet foreign angel, come eat at our table
Bring all your fables, and sing all your songs
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6. |
No Compromise
03:51
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Here it comes now
No compromise
With a slideshow in my hands
it’s turned into a primary occupation
All the colours drop like ancient lands
dissolving once again
My mind redacts these washed out words
All thinkers crushed by sound bite conversation
One simple flash of flawless flow
then silence once again
No compromise
No compromise
Wired and warm which helps me work
nothing left to hide
Then the emptiness is quite berserk
and it takes you for a ride
All the places that you formerly mourned
It grabs you by the throat
Growing weary of these diamond lies
Now I seek this antidote
Here it comes now
No compromise
No compromise
No compromise
No compromise
Here it comes now
No compromise
(etc.)
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7. |
Our Demented Disco
03:35
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I’m on the media the media will love me till I die
We’ll shine hard like a sun, gonna burn it till they fry
Get down, get ready, tell your friends, feel it till you swing
I found a place we can shake,
Found a place where it’s safe to do our thing, yeah
We got two cats in the corner
A diamond in the door
The dervishes are whirling
And the swirling colours on the wall
We can’t ignore the flames are rising from the floor
We fight the government by dancing at the disco
Oh, Oh, let’s go
Our demented disco
lets go, Lets go, lets go, Lets go
Our demented disco
Heads up, hands down, jump around
We’re releasing all the pain
We gonna dance baby, dance baby, dance until we’re sane
We’ll hold the line, cos then nobody gets left behind
Revolutionaries come free cos we’re dancing in time
So it’s time to get ready
So it’s time to get ready for the ready set go
The dervishes are whirling
And the swirling colours from the wall
We cant ignore, the flames are rising from the floor
We’ll fight the power, by dancing at the disco
Oh, Oh, lets go
Our demented disco
Lets go, Lets go, Let go, Lets go
Our demented disco
Lets go, right-oh
Our demented disco
Lets go, Tally-Ho
Our Demented Disco
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8. |
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Polite unthreatening pop songs
Ah-ooh yeah
Polite unthreatening pop songs
Ah-ooh yeah
I went down to the careers councillor,
Asked them how to write a better song
But they just took one look at me,
said I’d been doing life and songs all wrong
So cut your existentialist bullshit
And cut your Sartre and Camus
Your black beret cannot pay your way
Pay the bills or help you buy your food
We need polite unthreatening pop songs
To sell our products around the world
We don’t need no clever music
On the streamers or our radio
Polite unthreatening pop songs
More pleasant jingles on the air
Happy inoffensive background hum
or the people just won’t care
So don’t contextualise or intellectualise,
Or overthink your words
When you try too many syllables
Only white noise can be heard
And no science and no politics
You cannot dance to climate change
We just want comforting melodies
That always sound the same
We need polite unthreatening pop songs
To sell our products around the world
We don’t need no clever music
On our streamers or our radio
Polite unthreatening pop songs
More pleasant jingles on the air
Happy inoffensive background hum
or the people just won’t care
Polite unthreatening pop songs
That’s all we want to hear
We don’t want your thinking music around here
Polite unthreatening pop songs
Ah-ooh yeah
Polite unthreatening pop songs
Ah-ooh yeah
Polite unthreatening pop songs
Ah-ooh yeah
Polite unthreatening pop songs
Ah-ooh yeah
(etc.)
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9. |
Pretty Face
03:44
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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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