Beer-garden Raver:

 *Playlunch, that's that like Instagram band? Heard you just signed with the ABC* (Nah, that's cool) (Super dope) *You got like that reminiscent thing going on, right, like you got a schtick* (Tiktok band) *That's why they like you? Yeah How do you think it'll go overseas*

 

Podcasters & Triple J presenters:

*There's an act called Playlunch* *Playlunch*

*Playlunch* *Playlunch* *Playlunch* *P-P-P-P-Playlunch* *They're from Naarm / Melbourne* *They blew up on TikTok recently* *You need to go and see them live*

Beer-garden Raver:

 *Anyway I got like this Jazzy house sort of project* *Techno but really like sort of* *Naarm influenced rhythms and stuff* *Do you know Boiler Room?*

THE INTERNET IS MY BITCH

*What?*

Get yourself to the front of the stage, c'mon

I wanna make you dance

I'm the lost white child of Nile & Quincy

Two gay black dads

They say we'll never be big in America

Cos we won't translate

Man the internet has been my bitch

Since I first typed Cool Math Games'

Blowing up the computer room (let's go)

Like it's two-thou-three (whoop whoop)

Just a little tacker logging on

To the fam PC (don't fuck with me)

They caught me hacking on the mainframe (Oi James)

Call me Trinity (I know Kung Fu)

I'll open up Explorer, Boots & Dora

Solitaire score that your brother can't beat

(Haters lining up to dis me)

Why? Because we're on your girl's radar?

(Labels knocking at my door)

You know I'm still smarter than a 5th grader

(Playlunch out here making history)

Copycat bastards on my feed

(Zinc stain on your mother's floor)

And she's in the DM begging us for more

She said it's only a gig

She said she wanted to go

She said they're only a band

She said they put on a show

And now you haven't seen your girl in a couple of weeks

Because the brand new Lunch just dropped

Get yourself to the front of the stage, c'mon

I wanna make you dance

Well I'm the lost white child of Nile & Quincy

Two gay black dads

They say we'll never be big in America (why not?)

Cos we won't translate (bullshit!)

Man, the internet has been my bitch

Since I first typed Cool Math Games'

Ladies and gentleman, can I have your attention? (Whoop whoop)

If you don't get down on the d-floor now (what)

Imma have to give you detention (oh)

You see we come so far from a year ago

Making fat beats on my MacBook Pro

Tryna get ticket to the sold out show

But the Lunch too hot (and we're ready to blow)

I'm making PowerPoint presentations

On my Microsoft Paint creations

I gave myself a music education

And now I tell the algorithm be patient'

I'm like Moses (lawd) for the attention economy

And my Instagram page Deuteronomy

TikTok girls lining up just to honour me

And their man's a fan cos I'm the one that they wanna be

(Haters lining up to dis me)

My shits sound better than your beats, bro

(Labels knocking at my door)

All the plugins in the world and yet your crowd won't grow

(Playlunch out here making history)

Don't quit your day job, yeah does your Daddy know?

(Zinc stain on your mother's floor)

Jazz School tuition but no one's at your show

She said it's only a gig

She said she wanted to go

She said they're only a band

She said they put on a show

And now you haven't seen your girl in a couple of weeks

Because the brand new Lunch just dropped