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I'm going out, it's Saturday night
But I've gotta work Sunday morning
Don't worry mum, it'll be ok
I've done this all before
Six double blacks in forty-five
Two Johnny Reds and a shot or Sambuca
Off to the pub in the XR6
And that's when things got hazy
I woke up at 10am
And I should've been at work at eight
Six missed calls and I lost my shoes
I'll deal with this on Monday
I'm going out, it's Thursday night
But I've gotta work Friday morning
Don't worry dad, it'll be ok
I've done this all before
Off to the pub for a couple of pints
But then I got stuck at Ya-Ya's
Drank ten whiskeys, missed the bus
And that's when things got hazy
Started walking home at 2am
And the cops dropped me off at eight
Didn't wake up 'til dinner time
I'll deal with this on Monday
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That Doesn't Even Rhyme
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I've got a girlfriend and she's the best
I've got two kids and a house and all the rest
And life is pretty fuckin' sweet
I've got a surfboard rack and I've filled it up
I've got ten guitars and a pickup truck
Cuz ute doesn't rhyme with filled it up
And I don't do drugs like Kurt Cobain
But I do enough drugs to ease the strain of life
And life is pretty fuckin' sweet
And I've got a big telly and a PS3
But shit like that doesn't mean a lot to me
Cuz life is fuckin' sweet
But if you're sad and miserable
Well baby that's ok
Keep those problems to yourself
And don't fuck up my day
I've got a girlfriend and she's the best
I've got two kids and a house and all the rest
And life is pretty fuckin' sweet
I've got surf beach five minutes away
I've got a skate park just across the way
And life is fuckin' sweet
But if you're sad and miserable
Well baby that's ok
Keep those problems to yourself
And don't fuck up my day
And I don't do drugs like Kurt Cobain
But I do enough drugs to dull the pain inside
And life is pretty fuckin' sweet... again
And I gotta get outta this town some day
But as long as I've got you, baby it's ok
Cuz life is fuckin' sweet
But if you're sad and miserable
Well baby that's ok
Keep those problems to yourself
And don't fuck up my day
I've got a girlfriend and she's the best
I've got two kids and they're the best
I've got a little house and it's the best
I've got a great fucking life and it's the best
But if you're sad and miserable
Well buddy that's alright
You caplet your problems drag you down
And keep you up at night
But if you're rude and horrible
I just don't have the time
You can piss and moan and hate your life
I'll just keep loving mine
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Grant Larseny Perth, Australia
Old enough to know better. Young enough that my body hasn't packed it in, yet.
People have described my music as the
following:
"Paul Kelly meets The Smith Street Band"
"A bit like Billy Bragg"
"Tony Sly meets Violent Femmes
"... not really my thing."
... more
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