Dead Kelly - Bin Night lyrics

Don’t think, don’t speak Unless virtue is what you need Don’t question, don’t answer Just pray to hypocrisy Don’t stand up, don’t fight Someone will have a fu*ken cry Just make sense of nonsense That’s how you’ll survive Stop killing the fun and get a real job you new age bum Love and peace to be sold But you don’t mind fu*ken getting the dole It’s pretty easy to live your life with no responsibilities And push views on people that are out working While you sit around and do fu*k all Orr right you’re a fu*ken gunna? You’re gunna do this, you’re gunna do that? You’re doing fu*k all You’re doing fu*k all Spare a thought for the tradies in the trenches And you’re gonna tell me there is ninety one genders You want me to eat plant based food Gary in the pozzy’s not even as fat as you So apparently I can’t say sh*t fu*k off ya poofter c*nt su*k a cane farmer’s dick Sorry that hurt? Part of the job Not that you know what that is Stop killing the fun and get a real job you new age bum Love and peace to be sold But you don’t mind fu*ken getting the dole I bet Sally the painter is fu*king stoked you take all her tax money While you’re sitting around getting high and preaching feminism While she works her fu*ken arse off This is reality You know you’re fu*ken lazy Orr yer I’m filled with sin fu*ken easy when you don’t chip in We’re only human We will find a way to get along And we’re just human We will find a fu*king way to carry on We’re only human We will find a way to get along And we’re just human We will find a fu*king way to carry on Yeah right so words hurt ay? Ok what hurts more? Getting called a name? Or losing someone you love? Maybe it’s not about what you say Maybe it’s about what you do I’m sick of this rubbish And what your reality is You can scream and shout But guess what c*nt? It’s fu*ken bin night And we are taking you out! So think and speak If freedom is what you need Always question and answer If that’s what you believe Stand up for yourself and fight fu*k those c*nts that have a cry Don’t tell me what I can and can’t say fu*k yeah it’s bin night ay We’re taking you out Orr fu*k these fu*ken bins are full We’re taking you out