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Craig Self-Made Insolvent
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What are you looking for mate, bauxite
Very competitive price
Mate I'll get you iron ore 80 a tonne
80 a tonne
Nickel mate
Can definitely get you copper
Oh I've got a mate that can get uranium, sometimes
I'll give him a call, I'll give him a call if you like
I got dirt for sale
End of discussion
Mate I swear I'm bout to put the whole west coast
In the crusher
"C.R.A.I.G.'s alright"
"No he's not he's a clown, but he bought another round"
"So you'd better toast to the fucker"
The whole world's for sale, end of discussion
What you're slaving your days away for, spend it on nothing
Swear Nellie Melba's been looking at me funny
Fuck it, ten grand on a handjob, had to spend it on something
You wanna PULL a bank job, PUSH synthetic drugs
Till the feds are rushing in, ten seconds to flush 'em
That's when you're thinking "should have got a man's job"
Should have worked the minesite with C.R.A.I.G. getting amongst it
Shareholders function, off my head at the Duxton
No compliments to the chef, I'm sending back the duck wings
Shit, I'm off my guts again
But I'm amongst friends
No confidence in myself, I'm telling that to Duncan
Shit I really opened up to him
Ah look Duncan mate all that emotional shit
Mate it was, nah it was just a prank mate
April Fool's Day eh
Nah seriously
No word of a lie mate
I've never felt a human emotion eh
Seriously
Oh actually I do tell a lie mate
I have felt greed
Yeah, nah I have felt greed
I got Perth for sale
Entered discussions in Beijing
Bout to sell the west coast to the fuckers
"C.R.A.I.G.'s alright"
"No he's not he's a joke
But you're drinking piss on his boat
Offer a smoke to the fuckhead"
The whole world's for sale
End of discussion
What you're slaving your days away for
Spend it on nothing
Swear John Monash been looking at me funny
Fuck it, ten grand on a nosejob
Had to spend it on something
You want a blowjob while you sniff synthetic drugs
But you aren't Tony Montana mate
You're a pisshead from Busselton
Was a lost soul
Came to a crossroads
Uncle said
"You gonna live like a dickhead, or a fuckwit?"
Chose the latter, climbed the ladder
Get between me and a dollar
You're only getting concussion
Getting revenge on every girl that I ever lusted
Fly them out to Phuket, tell them that we're just friends
I got dirt for sale, end of discussion
And don't mention the fraud case mate
It's a delicate subject
I got, I dunno, birds for sale
I got fantales, willy wagtails
Tell me your budget
I dunno mate
I got an urge to sail into the sunset
Nestled up with my dream girl
Nellie Melba on the hundred
I got the earth for sale
End of discussion
And don't worry if I stole it
It's an irrelevant subject
Do you get it you fuckhead
Mate it's time to fuck the Great Barrier Reef off
Every time, seriously, every time I open the papers mate
The Great Barrier Reef is stirring some shit up
Mate, I've always said the best solution would be to sell the cunt eh
Nah hear me out
Just dig it up mate and sell it
Just dig it up and sell it mate
There'd be some playboy that'd want it in his backyard
Mate it's one of the seven natural wonders of the world
Shit, I wouldn't mind it
Actually Jason who's got the mining lease on the Great Barrier Reef
Mate that's worth looking into
Shit, that's really worth looking into
Writer(s): Craig Insolvent
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