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Piece Of My Baby's Sweet Motown Cake (23​/​9​/​12)

from No Place Like Anyplace by General Pants & The Privates

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It's good to know you,
Nice to meet you!
I've got no ire and I've beef but
I can't believe you
When you say that it's
All figured out.
"Piece of cake," you said, "Not a problem,
Everybody needs to turn their air-cons on!"
You're such an idiot
You can't be serious
The third rock will melt and be gone

And I feel no pain, yeah
And I feel no heart attack
And this world keeps spinning
And it ain't ever turning back

All my friends
Have pissed on everything and
All my friends
Have kicked down everything and
All my friends
They waste the words we sing and
Everybody's friends
Have fucked up everything!

All you solutions
Smell like faeces
It's no surprise when your best mate's a monkey so
Build them coffins and dig them holes
As our great minds pass away
We're lost at sea now
We've no more guidance
No one to teach us none to remind us
That the sea is ablaze
With the fuel the fuel that we needed to kick back and laze away

And our ancestors look down
And say "My god what have you done?
Clearly our words of wisdom missed your thick heads!
Where did we go wrong?"

All my friends
Have pissed on everything and
All my friends
Have kicked down everything and
All my friends
They waste the words we sing and
Everybody's friends
Have fucked up everything!

You watch the re-runs
On the TV
Leave it all to science
It should be fine it should be easy
After all, what could you do?
You know you'd never volunteer
You'd rather brush your teeth with glue

You make a pamphlet
Build a website
But no one really cares so you give it up you've tried
It's how our minds go
It's how the world flows
We're laying on our backs as we all let out a sigh 'cause
None of us will be alive
On the day the planet is torn apart
And there's no burden on our minds
While knowing
Our future generations are fucked!

All my friends
Have pissed on everything and
All my friends
Have kicked down everything and
All my friends
They waste the words we sing and
Everybody's friends
HAVE FUCKED UP EVERYTHING!

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from No Place Like Anyplace, released December 21, 2012
Written by Aidan Kirvan, 2011

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General Pants & The Privates Sydney, Australia

General Pants & the Privates are a 'so-much-more-than-a-' ska band from the inner west of Sydney, Australia. Our turn-ons include ridiculous cocktails, people who dance, and the appropriate fucking use of swearwords.

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