"The Lot" as written by Gregory Perkins, Daniel Atkins and Ken Gormly....
Thursday, Shit

Looks like

Crawlin’ out of bed at a snails pace
Shaved my head, combed my face
This must be the very last place
You’d think to find a member of the human race

Outside movin’ through the street
Broken glass beneath my feet
A handsome women I didn’t meet
Who said something I won’t repeat

It’s not a lot
But that’s all I got
So what

Dumb neighbourhood dogs are barkin’ all night
While cane toads eat dog food by the moon light
Sleepin’ in the bath till an hour ago
Put up my finger to see which way the wind blows

Flea bomb layer on the chew tobacco lizard
Crows in flight through the bake potato blizzard
Fast food big chain open all hours
Come back soon after you take a shower
Monkey liver lover canned peach crew cut
Guitar pickin’ sleeze bucket chewin’ on cat gut

That’s what
I got

I didn’t read my horoscope today
but I know what it should have said
Stay at home be alone
Don’t even bother gettin’ outa bed

But I went out and faced it down
I took it all square on the chin
Punched in the face by the fist of fate
Please notify my next of kin
It’s gotta be a sin
Gotta let me in

I know it’s not a lot
It’s all I got
So what
I just forgot the lot
Stop

Dumb neighbourhood dogs are barkin’ all night
While cane toads eat dog food by the moon light
Sleepin in the bath till an hour ago
Stuck up my finger to see which way the wind blows

I know it’s not a lot
It’s all I got
It’s not a lot
It’s not a lot
It’s all I got
It’s all I got


Lyrics submitted by Chris_Gough

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