Other (1990)
Oi, oi, oi, oi
Oi, oi, oi, oi
Oi, oi, oi, oi
Oi, oi, oi
See me ride out of the sunset
On your color TV screen
Out for all that I can get
If you know what I mean
Women to the left of me
And women to the right
Ain't got no gun, ain't got no knife
Don't you start no fight
'Cause I'm T.N.T. I'm dynamite
T.N.T. and I'll win the fight
T.N.T. I'm a power load
T.N.T. watch me explode!
I'm dirty, mean and mighty unclean
I'm a wanted man
Public enemy number one
Understand?
So, lock up your daughter, lock up your wife
Lock up your back door, run for your life
The man is back in town
So, don't you mess me around
'Cause I'm T.N.T. I'm dynamite
T.N.T. and I'll win the fight
T.N.T. I'm a power load
T.N.T. watch me explode
T.N.T. oi, oi, oi
T.N.T. oi, oi, oi
T.N.T. oi, oi, oi
T.N.T. oi, oi, oi
T.N.T. I'm dynamite (oi, oi, oi)
T.N.T. and I'll win the fight (oi, oi, oi)
T.N.T. I'm a power load (oi, oi, oi)
T.N.T. watch me explode
It's public humiliation
It's not something that I fear
Always attract attention,
I can't see why
My pants keep falling down
(aw me fuckin' pants fell off)
My pants keep falling down
Tis the season to be jealous
Sold out country, right of passage
Behold the first world, entertain me
Mass sedation, stench of bullshit
Whose God unites red, white, and black
Not the one on channel two
So much left to lose, prognosis
Sleep in anger, rise in petrol
Distant pain of system failure
But there is no conspiracy, a total world control
So much left to lose, right to be abused
Prognosis, fuck
Whose God Unites red, white, and black?
Not the one on channel two
So much left to lose, right to be abused
Nothing left to choose
Prognosis, fuck you.
We don't serve your country
Don't serve your king
Know your custom, don't speak your tongue
White man came took everyone
We don't serve your country
We don't serve your king
White man listen to the songs we sing
White man came took everything
We carry in our hearts the true country
And that cannot be stolen
We follow in the steps of our ancestry
And that cannot be broken
We don't serve your country
We don't serve your king
Know your custom don't speak your tongue
White man came took everyone
We don't need protection
Don't need your hand
Keep your promise on where we stand
We will listen we'll understand
We carry in our hearts the true country
And that cannot be stolen
We follow in the steps of our ancestry
And that cannot be broken
We carry in our hearts the true country
And that cannot be stolen
We follow in the steps of our ancestry
And that cannot be broken
Mining companies, pastoral companies
Uranium companies, collected companies
Got more right than people
Got more say than people
Forty thousand years can make a difference to the state of things
The dead heart
The dead heart
The dead heart
The dead heart
The dead heart
The dead heart
The dead heart
The dead heart
The dead heart
The dead heart
The dead heart lives here
If I could sleep tonight then we wouldn’t have to fight
About nothing going right so tell me what to do
Should I write you a song about two minutes long?
Not enough time to explain may be enough for you
You see that I am flying south for the winter once again
I feel like I am bailing out on my only friend
Aside from all the things we do to make each other blue
Can you forgive me again?
I am the one to blame
You’ve been there all the time
I’m a missing person sign
But I hope that we can find all that we have misplaced
You see that I am flying south
For the winter once again
I feel like I am bailing out on my only friend
I am like the wind in your sinking sailboat
Stuck at the dock without you
If I could sleep tonight then we wouldn’t have to fight
About nothing going right so tell me what to do
Please tell me what to do
Captain's magic buttons, he's got half a dozen
Makes him sing in different ways (Wah-ho! Here we go!)
Magic buttons, push a magic button
Let's see how he sings today
What's gonna happen when you push the first button?
What's gonna happen when you push the second button?
What's gonna happen when you push the third button?
What's gonna happen when you push the fourth button?
Captain's magic buttons, he's got half a dozen
Makes him sing in different ways
Magic buttons, push a magic button
Let's see how he sings today
Newtown is coming,
Hear the Bluebags humming,
Newtown – Newtown
Newtown is flying – there'll be no denying
Newtown – Newtown
Thirteen men all dressed in blue,
Look out 'cause they're coming through
Newtown – Newtown
Here's the team that takes the field,
It's the team that will not yield,
Bluebags hear the crowd – they're roaring
Flashing, dashing, Blues are scoring
Newtown is coming,
Hear the Bluebags humming,
Newtown – Newtown
Newtown is flying – There'll be no denying
Newtown – Newtown – Newtown!
(Words and music by Ricky May)
CD called Neoteny that I'd never seen online anywhere until recently. It might have been a gig freebie/promo she had from their early days? It featured early versions of Urban Myth and Cunstable Care. Urban Myth in particular has a pretty cool sound, different mid section lyrics and different bass transition. I actually prefer it even with the less polished sound quality.
CD called Neoteny that I'd never seen online anywhere until recently. It might have been a gig freebie/promo she had from their early days? It featured early versions of Urban Myth and Cunstable Care. Urban Myth in particular has a pretty cool sound, different mid section lyrics and different bass transition. I actually prefer it even with the less polished sound quality.
From:
I know the times are tough
And dreams can cost me dearly
Well my dreams have been turned and tossed
But now they unfold clearly
Ambition is a beast we almost tamed
Become so obsessed with it we lose the game
One day the wind blows hot and cold
Life can be sweet and sour
But I am in control
It can chill me to the bone
Give me wings to fly on my ow-ow-own
I am in control
Well I keep my head ahead of the times
'Cause where one door slams another opens up wide
When the green-eyed monsters knock at my door
They wonder what on earth I came here for
One day the wind blows hot and cold
Life can be sweet and sour
But I am control
It can chill me to the bone
Give me wings to fly on my own
I am in control
One day the wind blows hot and cold
(I am in control)
Life can be sweet and sour
But I am control (I am in control)
One day the wind blows hot and cold
(I am in control)
Life can be sweet and sour
But I am control
It can chill me to the bone
Give me wings to fly on my own
I am in control
