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| I was sitting in a bar in Adelaide
Starin' at the barmaids tits When I overheard a conversation that really Gave me the shits There was a cream shirted businessman Shooting off his mouth To two of his safari jacket cronies I could not believe what was being discussed By those three straight laced phonies |
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They said this country is on the rocks
We gotta kick the commos out Not a day too soon or we'll all be doomed And our wives and kids will have the pox The dollars not worth the paper it's printed on Our stocks are droppin' like bricks The unions got the country by the balls Our morals have been hit for a six They moved the plastic plant over to the east They're tryin' to keep the river clean What about our profit where's our incentive What about the capitalist dream? |
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Then all of a sudden three girls arrived
Promotin' some new cigarettes And headed for these three dead heads Like my manager after his debts And soon these family men and these three girls Who were young enough to be their daughters Got horny and headed off back to their motel Leavin' me to sip my mineral water |
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These are the kinda guys
When they were in school They'd punch a few longhairs Play the fool Now they're married settled down Wearin' cufflinks workin' downtown Property developers management consultants Pyramid selling and all Two sets of books for these legal crooks And a company car at call Big business is getting to me Think I'll go on the dole Might have to look for something to eat But I won't have to search my soul |
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So everybody that's here tonight
Be prepared to stay and fight 'Cos when the rich get richer and the poor stay poor Someone's gonna come poundin' On your door And it won't be the cops it'll be your friends And you're gonna have to stick by them Till the end |
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So all you readers of the Toorak Times
And connoisseurs of vintage wines Switch on your brains read between the lines You don't have to pay those parkin' fines And for all you defenders of Peanut Joh Who hang onto the past and hang onto your dough Your daughters are out at our rock'n'roll show Cos it sure beats home when there's nowhere to go Yeah it sure beats home when there's nowhere to go |
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So I'm in a bar in Adelaide
And your somewhere out there Maybe your laughing at me and my mates Well I'd think again before it's too late Maybe your sick of message songs But the song ain't where the message belongs It belongs in your heart and in your hands 'Cos if it ain't then you're not a free man |
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