They made a prison out of a continent.
The British Empire does not fuck around
when it comes to criminality.
Ship'em off! Ship'em off! Ship'em off! Ship'em off!
Better a convict than an aborigine.
There wasn't room enough for the both of them.
So they did what they had to do:
Kill'em off! Kill'em off! Kill'em off! Kill'em off!
They play football that doesn't have any rules.
They built an opera house that they don't even use.
They're a race of criminals going berserk in a far-off land
while the British say
"This is not what we wanted. This is not what we planned."
You'll never see me in Sydney.
You'll never catch me in Canberra.
Because I'm not gonna be murdered in Melbourne.
They're a race of criminals
and they're not getting what they deserve.
I never met a kiwi that I didn't like.
Now there's an island nation that's doing it right.
credits
from S/T,
released September 5, 2014
All music and words by Coma Club
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