final mix available at Bandcamp, hit the Buy link!

preparing for a scene where it might not be alright
is your hair greased back are your jeans on too tight?
you are bound to come across some people you won't like
so don't go out in Newcastle you'll get into a fight

no need for bus or train, we'll do laps all night
your Commodore replaced your brain, your mates say 'allright'
you are bound to do no good you'll set something alight
so don't go out in Newcastle you'll get into a fight

Brief, Brisk, Cacophonous

Newcastle song (demo)

Sabine Hossenfelder is the ultimate Standard Model

dig it up, burn it and suddenly it's 1 million B.C.

Clairvoidance

I told you dark matter wasn't real

If Stephen Colbert wrote Dilbert

When you're old and left behind
They've treated you oh so unkind
You're bleeding from your back
Falling thru the cracks
Go back, go back, go back, rewind

Go back, go back, go back wrong way

Life itself just has a way
To endure on thru the day
You're healing up the cuts
Keeping to the ruts
Go on, go on, go on, they say

[ch]
If you feel inclined
Sit down and recline
There's fortune here in my methods
You could drink some wine
Treat yourself real kind
For a bit before it's ended

Before you go and slip away
And call it all the end of day
You're sleeping in the woods
Not doing what you should
Go back, go back, go back wrong way

Go back wrong way (demo)

G
I shake until I drink
Bb
I drink until I sleep
C
I sleep until I wake
F                                          D
I wake and then I shake

D G
(I shake until I drink)
Been pissed for a month of Sundays
It's good but it's terrible
(I drink until I sleep)
I could start at 10 or midday
I'm so fuckin flexible
(I sleep until I wake)
I lose the fight and I lay down
A night's nap and I'm amenable
(I wake and then I shake)
I've been here before, it's breakfast
To spill the coffee's acceptable

(I shake until I drink)
A spoon is a quaking pontoon
Without a second hand to guide it's untenable
(I drink until I sleep)
The cups keep on spilling forth
Another liquid lunch is regrettable
(I sleep until I wake)
The sofa's a comfy fortress
But in my state it's not approachable
(I wake and then I shake)
Fuck am I doing here?
Where's my lighter? It's unavailable

Bb                                  C
They think mine is an easy life
                     G                          Dm
That it's an option selected with great care
(How do you dare?)
Go to sleep with shouting, wake up with shaking
Highly orchestrated for going nowhere
(How do you dare?)

Dm  /  /  /  D  /  /  /

Shake (demo)

Crunchy 7s (demo)

Jesus/Satan (demo)

the intro and first part to a song that i might finish and post one day. the idea was inspired by/stolen from the track Carbon by Italian sonic innovators Zu, which reverses the count, ie goes from 1 to 6.

6-to-1 (demo)

C
Hey you---oooh
Can see the world is screwed
There's nothing you can do-ooh
And there's no wonder why

Mass-extinction
Mankind's predilection
Anthropocene's distinction
You shout and scream and cry

    C				   F
But everything's gonna be alright

		   C
It's gonna be alright

		   G
It's gonna be alright

    C				   F
Yes everything's gonna be alright

C	   	   G	   		  C
Except for just before we die

Today-hey
Your lover's going away-ay
You dunno what to say-hey
You hate good byes

But everything's gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright
Yes everything's gonna be alright
Except for just before we die

G						 C
Some think that death is not the end

G						 D
There's a fairy land in the sky

G						   Am7
Where all your wounds like magic mend

G		 D				 G
And all your folks are still alive
And you can fly

Umm actually these ideas are just cultural artifacts

But everything's gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright
Yes everything's gonna be alright
Except for just before we die

Everything's gonna be alright (except for just before we die) [demo]

You may download this single or the entire EP from Bandcamp - hit the "Buy" link!

preparing for a scene where it might not be alright
is your hair greased back are your jeans on too tight?
you are bound to come across some people you won't like
so don't go out in Newcastle you'll get into a fight

no need for bus or train, we'll do laps all night
your Commodore replaced your brain, your mates say 'allright'
you are bound to do no good you'll set something alight
so don't go out in Newcastle you'll get into a fight

Newcastle Song

Writer(s): Bill Gould, Michael Allen Patton, Roddy Christopher Bottum, Michael Andrew Bordin, James Blanco Martin, jim B. Martin
Copyright: Vomit God, Big Thrilling Music

Things worked out better than we have planned
Capital from boy, woman and man
We're like ink and paper
Numbers on a calculator
Knew arithmetic so well
Working overtime
Completed what was assigned
We had to multiply ourselves
A bouncing little baby
A shiny copper penny
And he spent himself
Would not listen to us
But when he lost his appetite
He lost his weight and friends
Baby became a fat nickel so fast
Then came puberty
Exponentially
Soon our boy became a million
People loved him so
And helped him to grow
Everyone knew the thing that was best
Of course, he must invest
A penny won't do
But he made us proud
He made us rich
But how were we to know
He's counterfeit
Now everything's ruined

Angel Dust

Everything's ruined

Everything's ruined - Faith No More (karaoke backing)

Original words and music by Faith No More © 1995, From the album King For A Day, Fool For A Lifetime.

It would be wrong to ask you why
Because I know what goes inside
Is only half of what comes out
Isn't that what it's about, it's about

To remind us we're alive
To remind us we're not blind
In that big, black hole
Comfortable

Digging the grave, I got it made
Let something in, or throw something out?
You left the door open wide

I know you have a reason why
That knot is better left untied
I just went and undid mine
It takes some time and the shadow is so big

It takes the sun out of the day
And the feeling goes away
When you close the door
Comfortable

Digging the grave, I got it made
Let something in, or throw something out?
You left the door open wide
Digging the grave, I got it made

Comfortable

Digging the grave, I got it made
Let something in, or throw something out?
You left the door open wide

Oh
Oh
And it's out of this world, comfortable
Out of this world, comfortable
Out of this world, comfortable
Out of this world, comfortable

King for a Day ... Fool for a Lifetime

Digging the grave

Digging the grave - Faith No More (karaoke backing)

"The Last To Know"
words and music by Faith No More

Where it grows on trees but never
Never blooms
Where it hurts the least for whoever
Saw it first

First to go and the last to know

Lasts longer than a lifetime
Takes the least amount of effort
Feels better than a bargain
Just to know it's there

First to go and the last to know

Can't you see there's only one me?
And that me is me

I know where but I cannot share
You'll call me - stand in line till then
I'll be waiting

Can't you see all circuits are busy?
Please try back again

King for a day ... Fool for a lifetime

The Last To Know

The last to know - Faith No More (karaoke backing)

Background: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ugg_boots_trademark_dispute

Pulling on the ugg boots they
Don't have any laces they
Were made in Astraya we
Invented the word

They're Strayan as Merino and
Donny Bradman's willow and
More than all-weather you
Could step in a turd

Everything and every place
Has its identity, it's own space
When you >go and misappropriate
Your meaning can get stuck in the mud

Winter in Astraya it
Doesn't get too cold but we
Like to keep our feet warm with
The skin of the lamb

Wear them in or outdoors they
Will adapt to your cause they
Fit too well to take off, it's like your
Feet in a pram

When cheese is sparkling wine and apple pie is aping you
You know that everything's a knockoff
And no product's really true

Pulling on the ugg boots

Pulling On The Ugg Boots [remixed on the album Born Under a Sign - free on Bandcamp]

A Face Full Of Divertamenti originally by TISM

[Verse 1]
Love is like cum, you gag but you swallow
As it goes down your windpipe and comes out tomorrow
Never forget that you'll never remember
My name once you take your lips off my member

[Chorus]
Mumma's in the kitchen, cooking fish and chips
Daddy's in the toilet, bombing battleships
Mumma's in the kitchen, cooking fish and chips
Daddy's in the toilet, bombing battleships

[Verse 2]
Remember the days when you were a lad
Trying to root the arse off your mum or blow the fuck out of dad?
Or, if you're a lassie, that part of you achin'
The man who kissed Mum and brought home the bacon

[Chorus]
Mumma's in the kitchen, cooking fish and chips
Daddy's in the toilet, bombing battleships
Mumma's in the kitchen, cooking fish and chips
Daddy's in the toilet, bombing battleships

[Verse 3]
What happens now? We're as naked as babies
All over each other like VD or rabies
In each others' jockettes long may we wallow
Love is like cum, you gag but you swallow

[Chorus]
Mumma's in the kitchen, cooking fish and chips
Daddy's in the toilet, bombing battleships
Mumma's in the kitchen, cooking fish and chips
Daddy's in the toilet, bombing battleships
Mumma's in the kitchen, cooking fish and chips
Daddy's in the toilet, bombing battleships
Mumma's in the kitchen, cooking fish and chips
Daddy's in the toilet, bombing battleships

[Outro]
Well, the fascinating witches put the scintillating stitches
In the britches of the boys who put the powder on the noses
Of the faces of the ladies of the harem of the court
Of King Caractacus were just passing by
All together now

A Face Full Of Divertamenti (TISM cover)

A Face Full Of Divertamenti by TISM

[Verse 1]
Love is like cum, you gag but you swallow
As it goes down your windpipe and comes out tomorrow
Never forget that you'll never remember
My name once you take your lips off my member

[Chorus]
Mumma's in the kitchen, cooking fish and chips
Daddy's in the toilet, bombing battleships
Mumma's in the kitchen, cooking fish and chips
Daddy's in the toilet, bombing battleships

[Verse 2]
Remember the days when you were a lad
Trying to root the arse off your mum or blow the fuck out of dad?
Or, if you're a lassie, that part of you achin'
The man who kissed Mum and brought home the bacon

[Chorus]
Mumma's in the kitchen, cooking fish and chips
Daddy's in the toilet, bombing battleships
Mumma's in the kitchen, cooking fish and chips
Daddy's in the toilet, bombing battleships

[Verse 3]
What happens now? We're as naked as babies
All over each other like VD or rabies
In each others' jockettes long may we wallow
Love is like cum, you gag but you swallow

[Chorus]
Mumma's in the kitchen, cooking fish and chips
Daddy's in the toilet, bombing battleships
Mumma's in the kitchen, cooking fish and chips
Daddy's in the toilet, bombing battleships
Mumma's in the kitchen, cooking fish and chips
Daddy's in the toilet, bombing battleships
Mumma's in the kitchen, cooking fish and chips
Daddy's in the toilet, bombing battleships

[Outro]
Well, the fascinating witches put the scintillating stitches
In the britches of the boys who put the powder on the noses
Of the faces of the ladies of the harem of the court
Of King Caractacus were just passing by
All together now

A Face Full Of Divertamenti (karaoke)

TISM - A Face Full Of Divertamenti (karaoke)

Words and music by TISM

All right ladies and gentleman,
Tonight we'll be starting off with Elders.
Elders IXL, Elders 470, Equitycorp 140,
GPT 275, GPT Broke 102, GPT Income no sale,
GUD no sale, Gas power 42 cents,
Gold security $1.60, G & Gotch 405

Awww, here's a go. Hanimex 55 cents,
Hardy James 920, Helm Corporation 525,
Herald 60, Hooker 245...

All ordinaries index
It screams out in the night
All ordinaries index
It haunts me to my bed
All ordinaries index
It fills my room with loathing
All ordinaries index
It never leaves my side

Nananananananow!
Nananananananow!

Ohohohoh
All ordinaries index
Ohohohoh
All ordinaries index

All ordinaries index
Take me from this aching
All ordinaries index
Rid me of my sentence
All ordinaries index
Send me back to caring
All ordinaries index
Give me rest and shelter

Ohohohoh
All ordinaries index
Ohohohoh
All ordinaries index
Ohohohoh
All ordinaries index
Ohohohoh
All ordinaries index

All ordinaries index

All ordinaries index (TISM cover)

everyone was there with their forks in the air
is it really alright to eat the grill now?
munchin on down like they just don't care
singing: is it alright to eat the grill now

everybody's eating the flesh yeah there's no time now to serve dessert and they're pissed about it
everybody's spitting the sinews and they're talkin revolution at work, gonna read about it
x2

no - the time ain't now, we've run on out of meat
the feeling: hunger never abates

so - slay holy cow, species we will defeat
the moment: lost and the end of days

everybody's ripping the flesh yeah there's no time now to go to work and they're pissed about it
everybody's splitting the sin-food and they're takin evolution at word, gonna read about it
x2

so - there's no more cow, we've run on out of meat
they're reeling, munching never again

no - no more flesh how - we're ever gonna eat
the portent, cost and blood fills the bays

They know the murder is meat x4

Murder is Meat [pls review on Triple J Unearthed - link in bio]

⬅️ Go Back Wrong Wayne ↩️
↩️ Linux PC-in-the-corner-musician ⬅️
⬅️ From Newcastle in Australia ↩️

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