The Bedroom Philosopher - Northcote (So Hungover) lyrics

Hello Oh hey Joel how you going? Ya. I'm just on a, uh, tram, just really hungover Hey, you know that um, band competition we went in So You Think You Can Copy? Yeah, we won man! Yeah we got a record contract out of it We're with like Independent Records They're like an off-shoot of Sony Ya we have to make like one over-hyped album We get uh, Molly Meldrum kudos, Rage guest programming rights, A memory stick full of Myspace friends And we can write the soundtrack to an ad of our choice Na man we haven't sold out, we've still got creative control Oh, our t-shirts, yeah extra smalls have gone We like changed our name too We're like Rage Against The Sewing Machine We're all about anger and fashion How is your album going? Yeah you laid down some tracks? Oh, actual tracks, for Connex? Yeah right I guess you've got to pay for the studio hire huh? What's it called again? ‘Z-sides and Demos.' What's a greatest hits concept EP? Nothing but secret tracks, yeah right Are you worried about people burning it? I meant in a fire Hey, did I mention we picked up a grant? Yeah, Grant Taylor, our ba** player We picked him up from the side of the road He was like pa**ed out Ya, we had to deal with an agent and everything Demestos mainly, he was in pretty bad shape Riding around on the 86, so hungover Gonna go down to jb hifi, flick through indie Ya so um, last night we supported uh, Pose Tattoo Like they're fronted by Sad Sanderson down at the Fitzroy anti-social club Ya. It was alright man but you know the mixing was really bad Like, my G & T didn't even have lemon in it You know like the band's really gelling, like our hair It's just like we're going through an 80′s thing at the moment Anyway man sorry I couldn't come to your gig the other night I just didn't really want to go How was it? Ya, you smashed up your gear afterwards, that's pretty rock Oh, in a car accident, yeah right, that's not so good man Hey I had to go to hospital the other day too It's these new jeans man. I just couldn't get my wallet out Yeah. They had to cut me out. A local anesthetic Riding around on the 86, so hungover Gonna go down to pony, pretend I'm in kings of leon Ya, I just, I'm really busy you know I've just got so much on my plate I got this uh, tofu salad and it's just going everywhere man You know this whole like record contract and stuff I just I don't want it to go to my head you know the last thing I wanna do is become like a cliched character Anyway man I better go I'm like running out of street credit But um, ya, it's a shame you can't come to my party I know, I just didn't invite you though. Laterz