Текст песни A Bouncy Rap Song in Celebration of the 2015 Video Game Mad Max - Dan Bull feat. Maxmoefoe
Alright,
fellas
Ladies
I'm
not
actually
Australian
As
you
can
probably
guess
But
uh,
grew
up
watching
a
lot
of
Crocodile
Dundee
Neighbors
And
I'm
gonna
have
a
bit
of
fun
with
this
one
I
started
with
nothing
They
took
it
all
Swapped
it
for
a
sunburn
And
a
foot
in
the
balls
I'm
homeless
and
hopeless
These
bogans
are
bogus
Emotionally
deprived
And
rife
with
psychosis
They've
gone
and
made
max
ferocious
How
mad
this
bloke
is
That'll
stab
you
in
the
back
With
a
broken
bone
And
slash
your
scrotum
I
need
to
have
the
focus
To
build
the
Magnum
Opus
And
plan
a
road
trip
So
that
I
can
go
and
tackle
Scrotus
He
scrapped
my
black
on
black
And
that's
a
bloody
ballache
Messing
with
another
fella's
car?
Not
on
at
all,
mate
Never
miss
a
war
boy
He's
one
foot
in
the
grave
When
I
twist
the
blade
Never
forget
the
look
on
their
face
Look,
I'm
not
brave
I
just
want
to
repay
the
pain
I
ain't
saving
the
world
There's
no
world
to
save
I'm
Mad
Max
Collect
scrap
To
attach
to
my
ride
And
drive
the
threat
back
I'm
Mad
Max
I've
left
tracks
From
Gas
Town
way
out
To
the
outback
I'm
Mad
Max
I
blast
caps
from
blas
cap
And
splatter
the
barren
flats
With
flak
I'm
Mad
Max
I
wreck
tracks
And
make
you
crapp
your
kecks
Like
ex-lax
Just
nipping
out
to
nick
stuff
And
then
get
stuck
in
big
nothing
But
get
stuffed
If
you
think
that
I'll
quit,
huffing
Unsettle
the
dust
Above
the
speckles
of
rust
I've
got
myself
to
help
There's
no
one
better
to
trust
until
I
bumped
into
Chumbucket
Through
plum
luck
And
it
got
me
pumped
up
To
have
a
chum
who's
up
for
Mucking
in
Tucking
in
Trucking
Kicking
up
a
motherfucking
ruckus
Sick
enough
to
sit
in
While
I'm
socking
these
suckers
When
we
hop
in
the
vehicle
I
call
shotgun
That's
not
a
metaphor,
mate
I've
actually
got
one
I'm
Mad
Max
Collect
scrap
To
attach
to
my
ride
And
drive
the
threat
back
I'm
Mad
Max
I've
left
tracks
From
Gas
Town
way
out
To
the
outback
I'm
Mad
Max
I
blast
caps
from
blas
cap
And
splatter
the
barren
flats
With
flak
I'm
Mad
Max
I
wreck
tracks
And
make
you
crapp
your
kecks
Like
ex-lax
I've
got
a
ticket
to
ride
To
where
the
fittest
survive
To
live
here
requires
A
particular
type
Of
meticulous
mind
You
need
volition
Munition
and
intuition
to
drive
And
that's
what
griffa
provides
It's
not
ufficient
to
be
wishful
And
blag
it
You
need
the
nads
To
eat
a
fistful
of
maggots
From
prickles
to
scrapulance
Rippers
and
rammers
You're
going
to
need
to
be
a
dab
hand
With
a
wrench
and
a
hammer
The
manic
mechanic
instilling
panic
Bringing
havoc
To
these
panoramic
lands
With
my
rampant
antics
Though
it's
dramatic
I'm
a
classic
romantic
at
heart
Hi
honey,
I'm
home
You
won't
believe
the
traffic
I'm
Mad
Max
Collect
scrap
To
attach
to
my
ride
And
drive
the
threat
back
I'm
Mad
Max
I've
left
tracks
From
Gas
Town
way
out
To
the
outback
I'm
Mad
Max
I
blast
caps
from
blas
cap
And
splatter
the
barren
flats
With
flak
I'm
Mad
Max
I
wreck
tracks
And
make
you
crapp
your
kecks
Like
ex-lax
You
guys
are
so
nice
Australia
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