Jihad against America

The first time guns directed the other way

Jihad against America

Cuz you’re either with them or you’re with the terrorists

Jihad against America

Fuck your patriotism and fuck your paranoia

Jihad against America

Now I’m a terrorist for inciting sentiment

Three thousand murdered at World Trade Centre

Fifteen thousand murdered by fellow Americans each year

They can bomb the world to pieces but they can’t bomb the world to peace

Come join the revolution today

You can wear a cool beret

I want to die young and sexy like Che

Come join the Revolution today

Terrorism is the new black

We want to blow up yanks

We want to drive their tanks

We want to rob their banks

No, I don’t want fries with that thanks!

I’m gunna break into your house

I’m gunna break down your door

I’m gunna open your draws

And sniff your undies

Your clothes are on the line

Your jocks are looking fine

I’m gunna bring them to my face

And sniff your undies

Why won’t you have sex with me

I want Mike Moore’s autograph

Because he has a big, fat ass

Stupid White Men want my Stupid White Money

Suddenly, he’s not very funny

Noam Chomsky is the superstar

Of anti-America

Giving lectures on American power

Fucking groupies (taking it up the shitter) in the shower

I wish I had an Arts degree

Cuz veganism is soo last century

I come from Hobart, I come from Perth

I live in Fitzroy, I’m moving to Northcote soon (North Fitzroy)

I’m so cool, you’re so cool

I’ll speak to you cuz you are cool

Play with my band

Sleep with me

I need to feel that I am cool

Wear cool clothes there’s nothing inside me You’re so cool.

My baby was the Bail bomber

My baby was the Woomera escapee

My baby was the Earth First man

Now my baby, my baby, he’s in jail

Baby was a lawyer

Baby was a journalist

Baby was a unionits

Baby was a Catholic

Get the fuck out of my country

You’re a brown person, get the fuck out

I live in Port Augusta, I’m a red neck, get the fuck out

Running away,

Got nowhere to go

Came at a time was right for them but now they’re dying

Dropped agent-orange

Children thought it was toys

Came at a time was right for them,

White boys’ been driven out

White boys’ been driven out

Driven out of Afghanistan

Driven out by the Northern Alliance

I hear New York is warm in September

I got a one way ticket, destination Allah

Been workin real hard, flying high, lyin low

Can’t wait to smash my body to your human cargo YEAH

If we took a holiday

Took some time to celebrate

Just one day out of life

It would be, it would be so nice

Go home rock star cowboys

This town’s full of schmuck like you

Go home and listen to Nick Cave

I’m listening to Motley Crue

I’m not cool enough for you

We’re not cool enough for you

Log on, log off, log on, log off

I’ve got the biggest hips in town because my babies will rule the world

My body image is perfect

R.O.C.K

Do you punk rock, do you like disco?

R.O.C.K

Will you rock my C.O.C.K.?

Do you like the new rock same as the old rock?

It’s not for the pussy but for boys with no cock

Do you like the new rock same as the old rock?

You wanna shock but you’ve got no cock

Walk into a bar, see you standing there

It’s not for pussy but for boys with no cock

I said “I’m pleased to meet you, cuz you’re meat to please me

You’re a nice, young boy, you like the country.”

Oh, Mikey what a pity you don’t understand

You take me by the denim when you take me by the hand.

{There’s a lot of double denim in this town. But, we can be crass and sexist just like Jet.}

Emo records changed my life

Emo records stole my wife

Feels so good to feel so bad

It’s the best time I’ve ever had

No chicks allowed

Feel my pain

Powerwalking in My Vodaphone Tracksuit

State school children hidden in my car boot

Gunna take them out and sexually abuse them

Cuz they’ve got no values, got no value

People on the street calling me a coward

If they saw me in the morning, they’d feel my fucking power

Primary school, High school, Technical College

Every fucking day I’m expanding my knowledge