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Garlic Farmer
03:38
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Don't touch it (don't touch it) Don't touch it (don't touch it) Don't touch it (don't touch it) Her box hedge gravel garden
Don't dig it (don't dig it) Don't dig it (don't dig it) Don't dig it (don't dig it) Her box hedge gravel garden
Eat gravel (eat gravel) Eat gravel (eat gravel) Eat gravel (eat gravel) I'd eat dirt if there was some
All I (All I) Wanted (wanted) To be (was a)
Be a garlic farmer
garlic farmer
garlic farmer
We're painting the roses red. The red roses, or have no heads left
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Elliott
04:29
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Elliott Elliott slap on your rashie and your bucket hat
Watch you float for hours at Little Musselroe Bay
You're with your swans now
You're with your swans now
You're with your swans now
You're with that pelican now
Not even low tide full toss cricket can lure you from that lagoon
The tide works faster than the wind turbines
Only Babybel cheese at the end of our lines
But we'll be fine, thrown some pity mullet, tell Sarah we caught it.
Total fire ban but you rescued us with a stove and LPG
Now we're cookin tonight
tonight
we're cooking tonight
tonight.
Elliott Elliott slap on your rashie and your bucket hat
Watch you float for hours at Little Musselroe Bay
You're with your swans now
You're with your swans now
You're with your swans now
You're with that pelican now
Gracefully you outpoured the toast and I tried so hard to hold those best wishes down. Now that mirror ball seems even further from reach
We'll just have to find another way to touch the stars
But I know, that with you, it won't be hard , hard
Elliott Elliott slap on your rashie and your bucket hat
Watch you float for hours at Little Musselroe Bay
You're with your swans now
You're with your swans now
You're with your swans now
You're with that pelican now
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Butterfly Hunter
04:13
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I'm gone hunting butterflies
I'm gone hunting butterflies
Hijinks hijinks. Baby, I'm gone hunting butterflies
Gonna buy my little piece of paradise, put in a lap pool
Down another white marlin while I sit at wait for Ulysses to appear among the Euodia
It'll take more than clippings to lure them in
The netted up mess of your attributions
And it's not even stinger season
You can't put a freeze on everything
Gonna buy my little piece of paradise, put in a lap pool
Down another white marlin while I sit at wait for Ulysses to appear among the Euodia
I'm gone hunting butterflies
I'm gone hunting butterflies
Hijinks hijinks. Baby, I'm gone hunting butterflies
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Ludo
03:03
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Ludo Ludo won't you come and shake Jane's pear tree
Ludo Ludo come on shake shake the pears off for me
Just a little bit higher Ludo
Climb a little bit higher (up that tree)
Just a little bit higher Ludo
Tell us what you can see
Ludo Ludo are you gonna make quiche lorraine
Ludo Ludo you said you were gonna make quiche lorraine
There is no we Ludo there is only you (only you)
gee I'm getting hungry Ludo
Should I chop a thing or two
(Sax)
Ludo Ludo won't you come and shake Jane's pear tree
Ludo Ludo come on shake shake the pears off for me
Just a little bit higher Ludo
Climb a little bit higher (up that tree)
Just a little bit higher Ludo
Tell us what you can see
(How 'bout it Ludo Ludo)
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5. |
Showdog
03:13
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Shoulder to shoulder, I'll cut your hair
Showdog means showdog leave none to spare
The dogs getting older, call it debonair
But showdog means showdog, we scare because we care
Starlight to starlight, I'll wish on you
Tell you my secrets, the plan to undo
The smog's getting thicker, the damn's gonna break
But showdog means showdog, my promise you'll take
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6. |
Theme Song
01:31
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Bababababababababa
Warner
Bababababababababa
Smith
Bababababababababa
Bancroft
Bababababababababa
Sax
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7. |
Lines
02:42
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Cha cha slide cotton-eyed Joe boot scootin boogie
Chicken dance macarena tush push hoedown throwdown
The hora stroll hustle catwalk shuffle electric slide
hop in the step in the jump in the line
Curved oblique
Perpendicular parallel intersecting
Diagonal vertical horizontal zigzag
Mr Squiggle snorts snakes and ladders
and marries the sinker to the hook
Please pick up the phone I'm on a tight rope
Hop scotch, skip, slack, stick in the sand
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8. |
Interlude
02:43
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9. |
SOGO
04:25
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Suns out guns out gotta run out
The bus didn't come, gotta run gotta run gotta make big fun
Suns out guns out time to suck it up
Get the coffee on, those cuts are neat but you take too long
Get back on the sawhorse
So mad I'm fogging up my glasses
Gonna eat my heart out
Storming out with my shoulder chip
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10. |
Tower
03:30
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Who can get those
Views for free
Panoramic orgasmic
Bicentenary observatory
What ever happened to the Queen's Wharf Tower
The big fuckin phallus that looked down upon us
What ever happened to the Queen's Wharf Tower
Lizzie the second's monumental sever
Classy castrated Novocastrians
Classy castrated Novocastrians
Classy castrated Novocastrated
Lizzie the Second's giant pony ride with pole jousting knights in shining armor
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Warner, Smith & Bancroft Hobart, Australia
Jizz pup-ponk. WSB will sweep you up into a blizzard of un-dreamy beamers. Delivering hard-hitting, punchy music, mixed with sweet, harmonic ballads. Full-toss at 240fps and ethereal af! Catch them out for a golden duck.
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