Set your phasers to stun, no re-runs
We don’t want to hurt anyone
The boss hates blood, and the clean up job isn’t fun
He calls the shots, but puts us in charge of the guns…

We’re all out here alone,
But some of us call it home,
The scum, the clones and the drones.

Red shirts always go first, have you noticed?
We’ve lost seventeen this month
Committee meeting at 3 if it suits everyone?
My captain, my captain, the captain of blue and gold…

My captain of blue and gold,
We’ll be red shirts till we’re old,
Red shirts till we’re old.

He’ll have your back
So long as we’re the first ones through the hatch

The captain’s in the brig, dear comrades
Fill your cups with wine
Tomorrow we land on the surface, the weather is fine
If you go first, I’ll be the second in line…

We’re all out here alone,
But some of us call it home,
Red shirts till we’re old

Give in to the blips and bleeps, you dumb fuckers
The future’s so bright and wrong
Does anyone know how to turn this bloody thing on?
Beam me down, God keep me all as one…

God keep me all as one,
Please beam me down as one,
Red shirts till we’re old

I’ll have your back
So long as you’re the first one through the hatch

I’ll have your back, on Mondays
And you can cover Tuesday and Sunday, please

Tuesdays are the time for me
And every second Sunday please

[Lyric contributions from Drew]
[Words & Music - The Feckless]

The Feckless

Redshirt (DEMO)

Redshirt

I really miss going to the pub with you
Endless choices and endless bar queues
We need to make it well before happy hour
When pints cost less than the schooners somehow

Maybe we can order the tacos of mystery
A $14 hot dog beans cheese and chilli 
I know all this stuff will repeat on me later
But that’s all part of the pub adventure

I want to go
and I really miss you so
My pub, my love, oh yeah baby

They even have ghosts and goblins to play
Galaga, pac-man and street fighter ii
It’s fun to see IPAs and whiskey sours
Mess with your arcade gaming powers

After the footy we’ll come back again
The bouncer will be cautious pretend we’re ok
For some strange reason we’ll order some gins
And split an uber to get home again

I want to go
and I really miss you so
My pub, my love, oh yeah baby

We’ll get there, we’ll get there soon, we’ll get there 
We’ll get there, we’ll get there soon, we’ll get there
We’ll get there, we’ll get there soon

[Words & Music - The Feckless]

My Pub, My Love, I Really Miss You So, Oh Yeah Baby (LIVE ACOUSTIC)

He’s a natural liar
He’ll say what has to be said
Everything I’m seeing tells me
That he couldn’t lie straight in bed

and he said
I never said that, you’re mistaken
I never sometimes never always

He answers a question
With another question
Everything’s on the public record
I’m sorry Leigh, but I disagree

and he said
I never said that, you’re mistaken
I never sometimes never always

You think you’re in disguise
But we can see right through
You can’t hide everything from us
		
It’s all about you
and your re-election
It can wait until after election day
Election daze, not that far away

He’s a little bit tasteless
He’s a little unread
Everything I’m seeing tells me
He’s a little bit fucked in the head

and he said
I never said that, you’re mistaken
I never sometimes never always

You think you’re in disguise
But we can see right through
You can’t hide everything from us

It’s all about you
and your re-election
It can wait until after election day

Election daze, not that far away

Election day, it’s not that far away

[Words & Music - The Feckless]

I'm Sorry Leigh, But I Disagree

I won’t lie, I’m not too good
It’s turned into a mess
It all went down in Twickenham, but it started in Rishikesh

The Cavern Höfner and Rickenbackers 
He’s such a snappy dresser
The Paul of ‘69

The battle of Paul and George
It really got me down

Hey, the song’s not finished, said Paul
I’ll see you ‘round the clubs, said George
Clapton’s as easily just as good, and he’s no trouble at all, said John

Ravi Shankar and Rosewood Telecasters
So the song’s called ‘Two of Us’?
It feels like a bit of a dig?

The battle of Paul and George
It really got me down

It’s not passé, it’s just a chord
Let’s move to Savile Row

I brought the wine again
I always bring the wine
They told me “Thank you Ringo”
But wine and drums is not enough
I love you both so much
Don’t make me pick a side 
It was a terrible day 
10th of January ‘69

The Cavern Höfner vs Rosewood Telecaster
I think I’ll be leaving the band now, Paul
I’ll play whatever you want, or I can play nothing at all
I think I’ll be leaving the band now, Paul
I’d like to go home now, see you ‘round the clubs

The battle of Paul and George 
It really got me down

[Words & Music - The Feckless]

It Really Got Me Down

It’s getting harder to sleep
With all the blips and the bleeps
The revolution was easily won
And now I’m left with all this extra stuff to run

It’s getting harder to hide
I have confessions to make
Things have taken a turn for the worse
And it’s cold and dark outside (and late)

200 days, and we’re still 
Stranded on this rock 
I may never see the hills, the trees and the oceans

With all the blips and bleeps
No one gets much sleep

Captain Smirk was a jerk
Everyone said the same
But I will never forget his face
When the airlock hatch was dis-engaged

Tell the kids to be strong
I’m trying to do what I can
The Redshirts have many technical gifts
But I wouldn’t call this much of a plan

200 days, and we’re still 
Stranded on this rock 
I may never see the hills, the trees and the oceans

The plan’s high risk, and we are
Standing on the edge
I’m afraid to say I might never make it home to get you

All the blips and bleeps
Equals zero sleep

Blips and bleeps equals zero sleep

The plan’s high risk, and we are
Standing on the edge
I’m afraid to say I might never make it home to get you

Now the warp drive’s fucked, and we’re still
Stranded on this rock
I don’t know how we will ever get ourselves out of this one

Message ends
Prepare to send

Blips and bleeps equals zero sleep

[Words & Music - The Feckless]

Blips + Bleeps ≠ Beats

I’m getting sick of the same
But it keeps coming round
Good excuse to do nothing
Nothing at all
There’s nothing more which could possibly please me

Well I’ve got some news 
I’ve got some news for you
You’re an irker
A bottom-feeder, a heavy lurker
Time waster
Colin Robinson energy vampire

I can’t help it
Feels compressed, overreactor
You’re a time thief
Nothing better
Plagiarised emotional energy vampire

Snap out of it
You’re contained, wasted moves 
Do something different
Heavy user
You’re an irker

I can’t help it
I’m half awake, aimless drifting
Mechanical action
Growing pressure
Plagiarised emotional energy vampire

Snap out of it
Go for a walk, do some exercise 
You’ll feel better
Work harder
It’s for the future, for the never never

[Lyric contributions from Drew]
[Words & Music - The Feckless]

Fecklesss-er

Irker

[Written by Radiohead]

https://soundcloud.com/radiohead/where-i-end-and-you-begin

Recorded using Aunty Jenny’s acoustic Tanglewood guitar and dedicated to her memory.

Where I End and You Begin (The Sky Is Falling In)

We noticed that you cancelled your subscription
We want you back
If you’ve got a few spare moments
Please tell us why you left
Think the boss is going to kill me
You’re the straw that broke my back

No I’m not a robot
Go on try and test me
I’ve passed the Turing test
I’ll never repeat the same thing twice
I’ll never repeat the same chord twice

Was it the cost?
Was it the content?
Was it the way we badger you with questions?

Now
We’re losing our subscribers
Quick increase the price
That will surely fix things
Time to right the ship
The machines are taking over 
One human at a time
Tick this box, I’m not a robot 
Time to stop, I can’t maintain this
One human at a time

[Words & Music - The Feckless]

one human at a time

We Noticed That You Cancelled Your Subscription

Going into town
During a half-city semi-soft lockdown
Going to get a bus
Maybe stop for lunch
I won’t spread it much, with luck
It will be a very nice little haircut

Then I’ll come home
No one has to know

[Words & Music - The Feckless]

Full-on Half-city Semi-soft

Think it might have crashed here on the way home
There’s nothing else, just one alone
We found a hatch or some kind of door
But there’s nothing in there anymore

Maybe you
Maybe then
Maybe now you’ll listen to me
What do you mean?
What do we do?
We run for our lives, just me and you

and you think the worst thing that can happen is no reception on your phone?

These future robots are coming home
They’re here to kill us, wait and see

the way that everything is so small
Killer robots don’t have to be that tall
They get up close, then enter your brain
Then there’s nothing in there anymore

Maybe you
Maybe then
Maybe now you’ll listen to me
What do you mean?
What do we do?
We run for our lives, just me and you

and you think the worst thing that can happen is no reception on your phone?

These future robots are coming home
They’re here to kill us, wait and see	

One day these nasty bastards will fall to me
I’ve seen several movies along this theme
We’ll find their weakness, the key to victory

Just you and me

[Contains dialogue samples from the film ‘Forbidden Planet’ - 1956]

[Words & Music - The Feckless]

Just You And Me (Killer Robots Don't Have To Be That Tall)

Just You And Me (These Killer Robots Are Nasty Bastards)

We’re so low
We’re so deep under the ocean

They can’t hear us way down here
Got something to do with the water
No I haven’t seen the sun
No spoils of victories won

The rich have left us here
We’re only here for a distraction

We are the meek
We have received all of nothing

I have some good financial advice
for the post-apocalypse 
Do your best to not be poor 
There won’t be an ‘Earth Part II’

We kept everything online
We thought we’d lost our songs forever 

We thought we’d lost our songs forever 
Do your best to not be poor 
We’re only here for a distraction

[Words & Music - The Feckless]

Financial Advice For The Post-Apocalypse

Come on down you synth-folk slacker cyberpunks
I know you must be lonesome

Inviting all the wretches and the feckless
I know you’ll find your home soon

Way out there
Fade away
Ungracefully
In obscurity

[Contains samples from Philip K. Dick's press conference at the Metz Science Fiction Festival, France, September 1977]

[Words & Music - The Feckless]

Synth-Folk Slacker Cyberpunks

You think it's a game
Try your luck
Push the button that says ‘don’t touch’

I knew you would
That’s messed up
You pushed the thing that said ‘don’t touch’

You took a chance
And now we’re fucked
Cause you pushed the thing that said ‘don’t touch’

Please don’t
Push it again

Please don’t
Push it again

I will end you
If you push it again

Another pint
Drink it up
We’re on our way to Andromeda

It’s tough out there
Have you got your towel?
It will help us get through hyperspace

It’s going to crash
Press F5
Insert Disk B and hold your breath

Please don’t
Expose your skin to space

It will end you
No more poetry

This must be Thursday 
I could never get the hang of Thursdays

[Words & Music - The Feckless]

Disk Error Drive B:

I’ve been waiting for,
news from mother Earth  
I’ve been through everything,
I’m reading through old football scores 

Apollo backup crew,
we left in ‘72
They kept it secret,
no one knows except for you

I’ve been waiting for,
a time after Led Zeppelin IV
If they can’t save me,
then I’m at the will of you

We’re in the darkness now,
the silence is most deafening and
I’ve been waiting, 
always waiting

Never thought I’d leave this world,
never thought I’d be this cold
Never is eternity,
Use your words advisedly

The only thing that keeps me alive,
is the promise of Led Zeppelin V
I know it’s boring,
but it keeps my mind at ease

I’ve been waiting for,
a time after Led Zeppelin IV
If they can’t save me,
then I’m at the will of you

We’re in the darkness now,
the silence is most deafening and
I’ve been waiting, 
always waiting

I’ll be waiting, 
always waiting

[Contains re-worked elements from Béla Bartók’s String Quartet No.1, Sz.40 - 1909]

[Words & Music - The Feckless]

a time after Led Zeppelin IV

The first girl who I met that wasn’t my mother,
it turns out, it turns out,
it turns out, 
she’s my sister

So his ship can do the Kessel Run,
in 12 or 13 parsecs,
you should see me, you should see me, 
bulls-eye a womp rat

So I’ve got so much more going on,
than a simple bionic arm

and I thought the only thing I’d ever love, 
was my burned out T-16

Well, I’ve got so much more on my mind,
than a simple bionic arm

[Words & Music - The Feckless]

T-16

I’ve made this moon,
my new world once removed
Lying here under this dome,
in my character-building home

It’s pretty hard to sleep,
with people flinging their rocks at me
well I don’t think it’s really that safe,
with something that so easily breaks

We’re so far away
The green is what you miss the most,
and vegemite toast,
and water and air I suppose

It’s pretty hard to sleep,
with people flinging their rocks at me
well I don’t think it’s really that safe,
with something that so easily breaks

We’ve got our weapons
Don’t really know how to use them
I think the central idea my love is, 

expose their skin to space

Then watch for the look on their face
When their eyes go that way,
you know that it’s their last day

and you know we’re safe
nowhere’s safe

for at least a few more days,
and you know for sure we’re safe
nowhere’s safe

for at least a few more hours,
and you know that we’re safe

-

I’ve been meaning to say to you,
the life support,
well we must have broke it

This whole damn trip has been,
just one thing after another,
after another,
after another

[Words & Music - The Feckless]

stereotypical moonbase bullshit / ClusterFeckington (Reprise)

VK3CFI,
U2MIR to Colac, Victoria

I’ll be there for you,
and you’ll be there for me too

Falling empire weighs me down,
packet radio I’ve found

Send me some news, please Maggie dear
Will you send me some news, Maggie please

[Words & Music - The Feckless]

VK3CFI

Originally written and performed by The Children Are Grumpy:
https://soundcloud.com/drew-rowling/seizures

- Thanks for letting us mess with this. Apologies for changing the A# to a Bb mate.

Lyrics: 

Relax		
and take a break,
You’ve had a long long year,
on handbrake
 
The bells they ring in towns you’ve been
The sounds are clear, but you’re 43
It’s way too late to re-create
 
Watching football or playing chess
The bucket list, go watch the Jets,
We drink coffee and dance to Summer Babe

The coffee guy just called your name
 
Pay some tax
Or bake a cake
You want to commandeer
All mistakes
 
Drumming lessons pay for council fees
You’re swimming in bills, it's more surreal
Your feet are cold in the month of May
 
Drinking beer and watching screens
The bucket list, go see your team
We drink coffee and dance to Summer Babe

The coffee guy just called your name,
The coffee guy I swear he called your name, 
Wake up bud, I think he called your name,
Hey there mate, I swear he called your name
 
[Words & Music - The Children Are Grumpy, re-interpreted by The Feckless]

Seizures (All Mistakes - Bb Version)

Seizures (All Mistakes Version)

I press the A three times,
and then I press the B
It’s really hard to keep this rig,
away from the sea

and then I woke,
and you and I were just at home

Can you imagine, 
trying to steer this fucking ship,
using a 160 x 144 size screen?

and it’s monochrome,
no backlight and 8 kilobytes of RAM

in 8-bit and just at home

and it’s monochrome,
no backlight and 8 kilobytes of RAM

in 8-bit and monochrome

[Words & Music - The Feckless]

in 8-bit and monochrome

Take your pills and go to sleep,
flick the switch and shut it down

Found space junk in the yard one day,
and you’re just sitting there,
with alien stuff everywhere

There’s bits of scrap in the trees my love,
and something strange in the pool

This could well be the end my dear,
and you’re just sitting there,
with alien stuff everywhere

(◣_◢)

[Words & Music - The Feckless]

Found Space Junk (In The Yard)

Found Space Junk (In The Yard One Day)

I was home schooled by day drinkers
Home schooled by day drinking mothers
I was home schooled, day drinkers
Home schooled by day drinking mother fuckers

What have we done?
Don't get long division and compound fractions

My head hurts like a k-nife
Grammar questions make me queasy

You were home schooled by day drinkers
Home schooled by day drinking mothers
We were home schooled, day drinkers
Home schooled by day drinking mother fuckers

Hey Google
What is 17 divided by 3?

Apparently a lack of toner
Is the only reason you got no Degree
I ain't got no Degree

I remember the time we had
Trying to do the simple things

Then it came time to turn it in
Nothing submitted
And you blocked my friends

You changed the router settings again
So nothing submitted
And you blocked my friends

You changed the password
You blocked my friends

Changed the password
You blocked my friends

[Words & Music - The Feckless]

Seething oozing festering children touching their balls and biting their fingernails before high five's all round...

Home Skooled by Day Drinkerz

Home Skooled By Day Drinkerz (DEMO)

I've kind of got this weird feeling that the post-apocalypse is going to be a little bit shit.

The Feckless

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