[00:00.00] 作词 : Rogers, You Am I
[00:07.41]Grab a six pack for the way home.
[00:11.82]It's only twenty five minutes alone
[00:14.25]At a chance to listen to what you see fit
[00:17.46]Put your tail between your legs and you split
[00:19.92]Was never one for luck
[00:24.06]On a pay rise or a girl you got stuck
[00:27.33]Never bother with FM radio
[00:29.64]Pop a compilation tape and we'll go
[00:30.87]But every mother****er that comes from the hills
[00:50.22]Is gonna innundate you still
[00:50.79]Never one to let something go
[00:52.89]To make you hate or cuss at folks you don't know
[00:56.34]As his girlfriend takes the last mushroom slice
[00:59.19]You hope they never make their movie on time
[01:01.14]Was never one for luck
[01:06.60]On a pay rise or a girl you got stuck
[01:09.69]Never bother with FM radio
[01:13.14]Pop a compilation tape and we'll go
[01:16.35]But every mother****er that comes from the hills
[01:20.40]Is gonna innundate you still
[01:21.48]Nineteen to twenty two
[01:21.96]Just Nik, Jaimme, red wine and you
[01:34.23]Into the Datsun and go
[01:36.54]To another Mass Appeal show
[01:37.08]Was never one for luck
[01:37.65]On a pay rise or a girl you got stuck
[01:40.47]Never bother with FM radio
[01:41.40]Pop a compilation tape and we'll go
[01:44.28]But every mother****er that comes from the hills
[02:16.44]Is gonna innundate you still

作词 : Rogers, You Am I
Grab a six pack for the way home.
It's only twenty five minutes alone
At a chance to listen to what you see fit
Put your tail between your legs and you split
Was never one for luck
On a pay rise or a girl you got stuck
Never bother with FM radio
Pop a compilation tape and we'll go
But every mother****er that comes from the hills
Is gonna innundate you still
Never one to let something go
To make you hate or cuss at folks you don't know
As his girlfriend takes the last mushroom slice
You hope they never make their movie on time
Was never one for luck
On a pay rise or a girl you got stuck
Never bother with FM radio
Pop a compilation tape and we'll go
But every mother****er that comes from the hills
Is gonna innundate you still
Nineteen to twenty two
Just Nik, Jaimme, red wine and you
Into the Datsun and go
To another Mass Appeal show
Was never one for luck
On a pay rise or a girl you got stuck
Never bother with FM radio
Pop a compilation tape and we'll go
But every mother****er that comes from the hills
Is gonna innundate you still