Aussiemandias lyrics
Song information
Artist: Tism Album: Machiavelli And The Four Seasons
Lyrics
Some people hate the muslims Some people hate the gips; Some people have no problem Picking on the nips - How would you like to know about The cocks your mother sucked? It's one great long brutal shout: "You and your race, get fucked"
Understanding's fine, I grant ya But come on, let's be frank - Got no time for other cultures In the line at the autobank Inside us all there is a lout When civilisation's crushed - Time has come to let him out: "You and your race, get fucked"
The irish hate the irish; It's arab versus jew; You're cactus if you're kurdish And by christ I'm sick of you There's bullets to be sprayed about There's grenades to be chucked; There's two of us left, so watch out: "You and your race, get fucked"
There's nothing more to race relations Than a bit of the old push and shove; No need at all for the united nations When we've got death behind the pub Black, white, yellow - we agree about Why our hands are clutched - We want to punch each other out: "You and your race, get fucked"
Don't call me nigger, whitey Don't call me wing-nut, gippo
Don't call me faggot, yobbo Don't call me rapist, leso
Call me harold, call me earnest - Just don't call me late for breakfast
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"Machiavelli And The Four Seasons" album track list
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