Текст песни
You
don't
need
Chardonnay
No
sushi,
no
pate
Just
get
your
mates
around
Some
bastard
on
the
ground
Boot
Party
Accepted
etiquette
Is
spilling
the
claret
We
damn
near
could
use
bibs
Tonight
we're
having
ribs
Just
keep
the
lighting
low
A
lonely
street
lamp's
glow
Into
it's
frightened
ray
Will
walk
tonight's
entree
Tomorrow's
Monday,
mate
We're
back
to
lives
we
hate
We
take
revenge
tonight
You
could
be
next
invite
1 Schoolies Week
2 Intermission
3 Channel Turd
4 Fatboy Slim Dusty
5 2Pot Screama - A Rock Opera In One Act
6 Got a Root Out of It
7 Out, Freak
8 Just Muckin' Around
9 Money Shot
10 TISM Club Song (Live At the Laundry, Triple R, Post-match, November 15Th 2001)
11 To Whom It May Concern
12 Yet Another Hinch Diatribe
13 There’s No Bigger Knob Than a Private School Knob
14 Fourteen Years In Rowville
15 Honk If You Love Fred Durst
16 Come Back DJ, Your Record Is Scratched
17 The Horse, Not The Horseshit
18 Geniuses Are Turds (extract)
19 I Abhor This Senseless Waste Of Violence (extract)
20 You're A Long Way From Home (part 1)
21 Ex Malcom X (extract)
22 You're A Long Way From Home (part 3)
23 XTreme Sports Can Kiss My Arse
24 You're A Long Way From Home (part 2)
25 The Man From Popular Culture Came Round
26 Fielding At Long On (part 3)
27 BFW
28 Boot Party
29 Won't Get Fooled Again, Again
30 Unfair (extract)
31 If You're Not Famous At Fourteen You're Finished
32 Five Yards
33 Fielding At Long On (part 1)
34 Ten Points For A Razor Scooter
35 Fielding At Long On (part 2)
36 Thou Shall Not Britney Spear
37 Would The Last Person To Leave Please Turn Out The Enlightenment?
38 The Young Vandal Extemporises
39 MobyDick Head
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