Frenzal Rhomb / Fuzigish — The Unwanted Traveller (2003)

The band has stopped the night is young...
This bar is closed but there'll be more to come...
She whispered softly. I don't wanna be alone...
Can me and all my friends come back for cones?

I called ahead I felt so cheap
Just to make sure my grandma's sound asleep
I should have noticed that her look was kinda smug
She only wants me coz I got the drugs

My mouth was dry my knees were weak
She held my hand when we walked down the street
I didn't give a shit she got my first name wrong
She only wants me for my Bucket Bong
She only wants me for my Bucket Bong

Now we're at home I'm feeling scared
Coz there's no bucket, sink or vessel anywhere
Now if she wants a bucket I'll have the last laugh
And she'll have to have it with me in the bath
She'll have to have it with me in the bath
She only wants me coz I got the drugs...

I don't get a million bucks for getting out of bed
I don't get a million fucks when I punch folks in the head
And even if we know we never get a billboard top 10 hit
At least we know Russell Crowe's bands a fucking pile of shit

Go!

I don't get Olympic athletes to my barbecues
I don't get extortion threats from the Coffs Harbour saloon
And even if our paychecks may as well as be counterfeit
At least we know Russell Crowe's bands a fucking pile of shit

At least we know Russell Crowe's bands a fucking pile of shit

Kazuya, Haruna, Moe, Rie, Atsuko;
All rock star, from Chiba, in a place near Tokyo
Osaka is quite far, not as far as Mexico;
Nagoya, Shizuoka, Sendai, Motoyawata, Kyoto

Sashimi and Sushi, Softball's staples dietary.
When they're done, do not run, plenty more fish in the sea
When the songs are all sung, tea for them with Frenzal Rhomb
But we're vegetarian, so we're getting very thin and hungry

(the sound of brutal, unforgiving rape)

ba ba ba ba ba ba-da ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba-da ba,
ba ba ba ba ba ba-da ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba-da ba,

So drink Saki, Chu-hi, Sapporo and Asahi
Umeshu and Sho-Chu, and we all get yoperai
Biru-biru sumimasen, hakimashita & kanpai
Time for bidet, so toire wa doko desu ka kudasai

Frenzal Rhomb and Softball, all for one and one for all
On the road in japan, take it to the fucking man
Nihongo? Okonono, the words are anybody's guess
Time to go, so domo gozimus baka gaijin desu.

ba ba ba ba ba ba-da ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba-da ba,
ba ba ba ba ba ba-da ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba-da ba.

We had three days off from 26 shows and we didn't know what to do
Harvey went to London, and Lex went with him too
We drove up to Scotland to find some lochs and clans
And Doctor went to Germany to have sex with men
The Doctor went to Germany to have sex with men!

Chris Moses had an uncle that we didn't know much about
He had 16 different relatives and couldn't work it out
They took us in, gave us food and beer, and showed us where to sleep
Despite the close-knit community no one had webbed feet
Despite the close-knit community no one had webbed feet

We're so far from Sydney and Melbourne as well
But if we have to be somewhere it might as well be Dunkeld
If we have to be somewhere it might as well be Dunkeld

Gordy was in boozy heaven he drank all he could find
Mostly hash in Copenhagen he nearly lost his mind
Poor Luke fell in love with a prostitute he said the price was fair,
She loved his leather jacket and his thick body hair
She loved his leather jacket and his thick body hair

We're so far from Sydney and Melbourne as well
But if we have to be somewhere it might as well be Dunkeld
If we have to be somewhere it might as well be Dunkeld

We're so far from Sydney and Melbourne as well
If we have to be somewhere it might as well be Dunkeld
If we have to be somewhere it might as well be Dunkeld
If we have to be somewhere it might as well be Dunkeld
If we have to be somewhere it might as well be Dunkeld

If we have to be somewhere it might as well be Dunkeld

Hi, I'm Tom, the new bass player in Frenzal.
I enjoy cricket and PlayStation.
I wrote the chorus to this song.
My Dad is a Newsreader.

Lying in the sun on Monday afternoon
Trying not to think of politics
Just thinking of this tune
Just cause Gordy wrote the music
I had to write the words
And if I left it up to him
I'd sing about box of turds
Doctor!!!

Little Tom The Wank Engine (it's just|is the) new kid in the band
And he got his name from overuse
Of his blistering right hand.
You know that he can play the old songs
He helps us more than you.
So here's the lyrics that he wrote
For the boozy midget's tune.

La la la la la la x 7

You're a fucking wanker, Crease!
And such a tiny penis!
[japanese language]
What's a dickhead?!

He left school at forteen he's teach us to abuse
You think he'd have much more to say, His old man reads the news.

La la la la la la

Good evening...

Natives of intriguing San Francisco
Say its there, there hearts will always be
But surely they can’t care if i’m more excited
About her sister city
Far across the sea
My city of Sydney
I miss the warmth of you
Miss the heart of your people
That little church steeple
In Woolloomooloo
Sail boats white polka dotting
The blue of the bay
As they glide on their way
Through a clear afternoon
Night folks thirsting for fun
Meeting most everyone
At the Cross
As they toss in their mеrry balloon
My city of Sydney
I miss your glow at dark
Miss the Opera Housе lights
From the Bridge
And the night
In a quiet Hyde Park
Though i’m thousands of miles
From your surfers and smiles
Of your laugh loving children at play
My warm city of Sydney
I’ve never been away