[Intro x2]
Party people what I really wanna know
Are you feeling, are you feeling Horrorshow?
[Verse 1]
Step inside the mind of he
Who's tryna be the next in line
But let me flip it for a minute, it's election time
When everybody get's to swinging left or right
And we hear about it on the television every night
While the pollies squabble like children in question time
And their spies trade gossip about Julia and Kevin
Like they were Britney and Federline
I stay getting mine
Minutes later seen the Queen slain in regicide
Pressed up suits in red and blue ties
Who to choose, behind closed doors men with no faces reside
So while the nation decided, no one believes no more
Cause the imagination has died
So I'm stepping to the voting booth
Like what am I supposed to do?
Who's my preference going to?
Knowing change is overdue
Labor party, far right, hardline policy
For those that come across the seas
We bound this hypocrisy
Let's be honest though, the other side
Is selling "stop the boats"
Want to guard the coastline with robot drones
And I don't want no part in that
If I hear another word about the carbon tax
Imma have a heart attack
At the party in my b-boy stance
Hearing noise from chaps who aren't exactly brainiacs
Like, Jaymes Diaz, and some baby shaking hands
But don't know a single lie (?) six point plan, damn
Bob Katter and Clive Palmer
A name chatter trying hard to make me die of laughter
A melting pot of hot shot of lawyers and bogans
And everything reduced down to (?) and slogans
Slash the public service til we make the budges surplus
Another episode in this unfunny circus
Predictable and tired, ridiculed and uninspired
And this is who we'll be a dressing aside?
[Chorus x2]
Singing heavy is the head of the kind amongst many
Don't try to take the reins of the hand that's unsteady
Money on your mind, or hungry in your belly
If you want me well then come get me