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High Octane
02:52
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Shaking on the Blacktop,
Roaring like a beast
Spitting fire and smoke and flame
the Thundergod’s Released
Pedal Meets the Metal,
Rubber meets the Road
Air screams as One hundred thousand
Horsepower unload
You can feel it deep inside you
Feel it burning out your brain
High Octane
We’ve all got white line fever
from the nitrous in our veins
Only thing for this addiction’s
Feed it more the same
Livin on the redline,
All you ever need
Is an oily rag, the chequered flag
And the need for speed
You can feel it deep inside you
Feel it burning out your brain
High Octane
Shaking on the Blacktop,
Roaring like a beast
Spitting fire and smoke and flame
the Thundergod’s Released
Pedal Meets the Metal,
Rubber meets the Road
Air screams as One hundred thousand
Horsepower unload
You can feel it deep inside you
Feel it burning out your brain
High Octane
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2. |
Shut The Fuck Up
01:35
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I know the voices in me head aren’t real, but some of their ideas are cool!
They keep me company when I’m alone at night
And we howl at the moon when it’s full
They tell me to light fires and the world is full of liars
And show me my desires offend
They warn me of the danger when I’m talking to a stranger
They’ve become a real game changer finding friends
I know the voices in me head aren’t real
But they’re getting very hard to ignore
I get all confused and my head starts to ache
I’d better write down what they say to be sure
But when I read back what they tell me it gets kind of scary
I know deep down I need to refrain
But when I Tell them to be quiet it turns into a riot
And I get into a fight with me brain
I know the voices in me head ain’t real and I really wish they’d leave me alone!
It used to be just one, now its become a crowd
And Ive politely asked them all to go home
They tell me that Im lying and they’re laughing when Im crying
Something inside me is dying, what’s wrong?
But if they go I will be lonely, And I know that ‘cause it’s only
That they haven’t let me sleep for so long
I know the voices in me head aren’t real
But I know that you can hear them too
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3. |
Pink Canoe
02:58
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Little Lady in the Pink Canoe’s someone y’all should know
She lives down south at the river mouth Down at the hippie hole
Always keen on looking good she never dresses drab
So cute in her pink hoodie, like a badly wrapped kebab
Little lady in the Pink Canoe is a sensitive little soul
You need to treat her gently Or she’ll hide back in her hole
If you kiss her sweetly, you can make her blush
But if you hold her tight and treat her right You’ll really make her gush
I love to ride in my baby’s Pink Canoe
Tonight I’ll make her my favourite dish
There’s a snapper down that hippie hole, ‘scuse me while I grab my pole
Dinnertime! Gonna eat some fish! In the Pink Canoe!
Little lady in the Pink Canoe is every girl’s best friend
That little diamond in the rough loves paddling the deep end
Sometimes the ride is soft & smooth, sometimes rough & hairy
But ev’ry ride’s adventure time and ev’ry ride’s a cherry
Little Lady in the Pink Canoe loves boppin’ to the beat
A good old country fiddle and she’ll kick up her feet
When she taps that camel toe it really makes me move
Lord above I truly love that funky little groove
Little Lady in the Pink Canoe loves you stroking hard
Stick your oar into the water you will take her far
Take her up the river Take her round the bend,
Take her hard and take her fast and take her up
The End.
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Down in Maralinga 1956
Arrived a big boatload of Poms
Who soon had the locals full on shitting bricks
By exploding nuclear bombs
The fall out, it drifted away to the East
And fell on a Razorback Boar
Who Went mad and shagged a koala for kicks
So the legend of Drop Bear was born
Drop Bear! He lives in the trees!
Drop Bear! He doesn’t eat leaves!
Drop Bear! He’s Hungry for Blood!
Drop Bear! He’ll rip out your guts!Drop Bear! He’ll Bite Off Your Nuts!
Drop Bear! He’ll rip off your head!
He’s Mad! He’s Bad! He’s Rad!
He’s Where? He’s There! Drop Bear!
Drop Bear will get you when you are alone
Claws rending Flesh, Jaws crushing bone
He’ll eat all the Wombat, the Emu and Roo,
And if he’s still hungry
He’ll Come…After You!
Drop Bear! He lives in the trees!
Drop Bear! He doesn’t eat leaves!
Drop Bear! He’s Hungry for Blood!
Drop Bear! He’ll rip out your guts!Drop Bear! He’ll Bite Off Your Nuts!
Drop Bear! He’ll rip off your head!
He’s Mad! He’s Bad! He’s Rad!
He’s Where? He’s There! Drop Bear!
Drop BEAAAARRRRR
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5. |
Drive To Survive
03:45
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Well I wake up in the morning on the day of the race
And I look into the mirror and put on my race face
Pull on my racing helmet, suit, boots & gloves
And I race to the track to the job that I love
Race to the pits, say hi to the team,
Race to the grid & jump in my machine
Heart starts to race as the lights go green
And I start the greatest race that’s ever been seen
Two hundred miles an hour and Im leading the pack
But there’s number 13 and he’s hard on my back
I Think he’s tryin to kill me, he ain’t playing no game
He rams me in the wall and I explode into flame!
Doctor can’t save me, he pronounces me dead
But my eyes snap open and I leap off the bead
Nurses stary screamin and their hearts go BOOM
As me smoking’ hot corpse races out of the room!
Well Im livin’ - To Drive
And my moments - Arrived
Cause I’m takin’ - That Prize
And I Drive - To Survive!
Well I race back to the track, and back in my machine
I race like a demon to catch number thirteen
He can’t believe his eyes, he sees me tracking him down
His face turns white and his pants turn brown
I take him on the corner now I’m back in the lead
A killer manoeuvre by a zombie machine
Crowd goes wild, chequered flag is mine
Not even death can stop me taking the line!
Well Im livin’ - To Drive
And my moments - Arrived
Cause I’m takin’ - That Prize
And I Drive - To Survive!
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6. |
Actions
02:35
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I see you, You see me,
I’m just wondering what you see
When you say those things that I cannot explain
And you know those words that drive me insane
I Gotta say Go away
Don’t wanna hear your shit today
I Don’t like what you say
Don’t wanna hear your crap anyway
I see you, You see me,
I’m just wondering what you see
When you say those things about me and my friends
And you know those words that really do offend
I Don’t care what you think or what you say,
It doesn’t mean that much to me anyway
I Don’t care what you think or what you say,
It doesn’t mean that much to me anyway
I Don’t care what you think or what you say,
It doesn’t mean that much to me anyway
I have to hear your lies, and wonder why,
I just wanna see you die
I see you, You see me,
I’m just wondering what you see
When you say those things that I cannot repeat
And you know those words that drive me insane
I Gotta say Go away
Don’t wanna hear your shit today
I Don’t like what you say
Don’t wanna hear your crap anyway
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7. |
FIght To WIn
04:30
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They’ve got you in a corner. Back to the wall.
They stop you on the border.
They got you by the balls.
You know they’re out of order,
and you’ll find out they won’t give in
But they’re in for a shock now
‘Cause you fight to win
They want to break your body.
They want to break your soul
They want to break your spirit.
They want to break your balls.
They want to break your backbone,
Break you down and break you in
But they’ll never break you
‘Cause you fight to win
They want to hit you hard.
They want to hit you fast.
They want to knock you sideways,
They want to kick your arse.
They want to knock you out cold.
Knock you down, and lock you in
But they’ll never stop you
‘Cause you fight to win
They give you losing hand now. Run you a losing race
They got you losing sleep now, They got you losing face.
They say “you’re born to lose boy,
Why don’t you lie down, and just give in?”
But there’s just one thing they ain’t counted on
We fight to win.
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8. |
Ice Man
02:55
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Red sky at night
Better stitch it up tight
If they catch you with that face
they’re gonna drop dead with fright
Man on a mission,
Girls on the town
Creeps in the peep show
Drinking it down
Mama got a message from the man on the door
Better be ready cause they’re yelling for more
Honey with the high-powered gasoline breath
Put that thing away your gonna scare me to death
Don’t turn your back on the iceman
If you wanna survive the night
Don’t turn your back on the iceman
If you wanna survive the night
Fifteen men on
A dead man's head
Sending them a message
Nobody will forget
Playin with the big boys
You gotta know the rules
How and when to break ‘em,
How to play the fools
Slippin out the back door,
Dancing in the dark
Cryin on the chapel,
Blowin on a spark
Mixing up your messages won’t win you any friends
Going down that deep you better beat the bends
Don’t turn your back on the iceman
If you wanna survive the night
Don’t turn your back on the iceman
If you wanna survive the night
Don’t do the crime if you can't do the time
But the money’s too good and they’re standing in line
Some take it easy, Some get it hard
Some get in too deep and take it too far
Now Mama’s got a big problem with a nasty little name
Once it's in your system its never the same
Take it to the medicine man before it gets worse
Ride in under blue lights, ride out in a hearse
Don’t turn your back on the iceman
If you wanna survive the night
Don’t turn your back on the iceman
If you wanna survive the night
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9. |
Cold Cold Eyes
04:28
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Can you feel the heat
Coming from the freaks
Can you feel the heat
Coming from the freaks
More freaks come,
The Heat will Rise
More freaks come
And I know they’ll set me on fire
With their cold cold eyes
Can you smell the smoke
So thick it makes you choke
Can you smell the smoke
So thick it makes you choke
The Smoke Will Choke,
The Heat will rise
More Freaks come
And I know they’ll set me on fire
With their cold cold eyes
Can you feel the flames
Burning out their brains
Can you feel the flames
Burning out their brains
More freaks come,
The Flames will RIse
More freaks come
And I know they’ll set me on fire
With their cold cold eyes
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Göatzilla Gold Coast, Australia
Göatzilla are a four piece punk rock band from the Gold Coast. They play loud.
They like
oldschool rock like Motörhead and the Dead Kennedys & Iron Maiden & AC/DC & the angels & radio birdman & the hardons & Loads of others.
They write all their own stuff, and most of all they like playing live.
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