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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
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