Oh, who booked the flights this early?
(it was you Tim!)
I don't know, I point the finger at the shoestring.
Cop a red eye all night, oh that's not a new thing
its all part of the fun, the lose sleep touring
its amusing in retrospect
don't forget to check what state were playing
is it daylight savings?
Now the airports in Queensland, the sociocom?
oh man were we wrong?
Yeah, we're supposed to be on.
Oh messed up north
but not the straight out of Brizzie gig
you know the one?
yeah right I recall that night
that almost got us electrified
the water level flowing
round the wires and the leads yet the show kept going!
that reminds me of the toilets overflowing at the Cambridge
not enough security
they understocked the bar fridge
a step away from carnage, we rocked it with lights?
Then I stepped to the manager to see how we got paid and he said
(it's a charity event tonight that's Shelley behind the bar...)
(you know the bar staffs not getting paid n neither r u)
I'll tell you a story
when your ears ring in the morning,
some parts of my head are hurting
i've been woken up too early
and we'll sail off on the same routine
onto another night running on diminished steam
We gotta pay the devil or we could lose everything
Do you remember the prosthetic leg?
(man how can I forget?)
she took it off and wanted us to sign it
she was fresh from the UK on a drum and bass odyssey
she said she had another one
signed by the prodigy
oh shit that takes me to pyramid
(you got legless!)
yeah I popped my knee mid-set
Oh well we couldn't get a chair
so I hobbled to the end and got some medicine
(you mean the warm beer that they sent?)
When activists
acid trips
teepees in Tassie
oh your talking bout the forest festival?
(Yeah exactly!)
we lost our minds and found them in time to play
at roughly 6 in the morning
and that was a Monday!
what about the sunny coast ghost?
all the kids that we saw by the side of the road
motionless with the glow
like the village of the damned up in Coolham
maybe they think we are here to school them
I'll tell you a story
when your ears ring in the morning,
some parts of my head are hurting
i've been woken up too early
and we'll sail off on the same routine
onto another night running on diminished steam
We gotta pay the devil or we could lose everything
I don't even have the stomach for the same old
I don't even have the legs for the same old
I don't even have the head for the same old for the same old, for the same old
I don't even have the bread for the same old, for the same old, for the same old
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