[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