Lyrics Joyce's Hut - Spiderbait
Drifting
sideways
is
what
I
like
on
a
Monday
Sinking
quietly
and
thinking
violently,
what's
that
you
say?
Driving
through
on
a
fulsome
moon
in
the
night
time
I
can
see
what
the
city
has
done
to
the
pipeline
Hopeless
sliding,
I
want
no
fighting
in
my
car
It
seems
weird
but
the
farmer
has
sheared
over
too
far
The
birds
are
out
but
I
see
no
doubt
of
a
cure
For
all
the
things
that
go
waiting
within
far
are
fewer
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