This is some stupid shit. One of my favourite Aussie bands, British India epitomize Melbourne garage rock. I got my camera crushed to this song at their gig, so I figured I should rap over it.
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[Verse 1: Cee]
Bored as fuck, dressed up, the crew is kinda restless,
Black Levis, house keys, baggies nearly empty
Skirt chasing is too easy, my nose bleeding
I could give a fuck less, rock n roll in my blood, leakin',
Smashing frets with the intensity of Dimebag
Fingertips splitting, the other hand on my wine cask,
Sweat dripping, I'm ripping both of my shirts off
Looking for a lady with some energy to burn off
[Verse: British India]
All these teenagers are looking at me
With blood coming out of their gums
Thanks for inviting me when can I leave
Lesbian art of America
[Verse 2: Cee]
America! Is where I'm at, but the food is so shit here
And so I'm heading back north of the border coz the motherfuckin' clique there
[Verse: British India]
This night was over before it begun
Champagne is shredding my head
If I sound serious that's cos I am
I can't even feel it
[Hook: Cee & British India]
[Cee] We about to go on
[British India] Safari
[Cee] Throw ya fuckin' drinks at ya friend
[British India] Safari
[Cee] Shelf a bickie, leavin' it in
[British India] Safari
[Cee] Do a couple rails and you win
[British India] Safari, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 3: Cee]
And I, headbang to Lady Gaga tracks
If I gave a fuck less, I'd rock some garbage bags
All I wanna do is shred my Les Paul in my bedroom,
And get some head from a Courtney Love lookalike too
[Verse: British India]
All these commercials know something I don't
I stare them all afternoon
I'm dressed up and coked up and ready to go
But there's still nothing to do
[Hook: Cee & British India]
[Cee] Let's fuckin' go on
[British India] Safari
[Cee] Put ya fuckin' hat on cunts
[British India] Safari
[Cee] I'm tryina shoot some lions and stuff
[British India] Safari
[Cee] I'm ridin' a giraffe like what
[British India] Safari, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 4: Cee]
So it's on, trashbag broads smashing on the goon hard
Lipstick smeared, ripped tights so the booze large,
Day breaks and the birds start chirping
Sleep when I'm dead, let's go, I'm thirsty