Art is fun and also is serious Art is sane and it’s also delirious Art is experimental and a little bit commercial Art is forward thinking and also the reversal Art is cool and art is hot Art is boring and even better when its not Art is invention and it follows the trends Art is rigid but it breaks and it bends Art is movies art is video games If life is the fire then art is the flames Art is money even when you go broke Art is genuine but it’s also a joke Art is the pen as well as the paint Art’s even more striking if it’s a little bit faint Art is technology but its roots are historical Art is mechanical and art is biological Art is the sight and art is the sound Art is superficial as well as profound Art is the ceiling but it’s also the floor Art is a little and a little bit more Art is product art is production Art can destruct because art is destruction Art is the living but lies with the dead Art is all around because it’s all in your head Art is collectible and all too disposable I agree with the art when the art is opposable Art is a risk art is a gamble Art is time consuming art is a handful All art is new and all art’s been done Art is in everybody because art is in no one Art is obscurity and art is fame I’ll walk that line because art is a game

Now I’ll tell you a story that’s seldom told The one about the woman with the heart of gold Now her last man, was dead in the head He went with other girls and then slept in her bed And as a gentleman this was just too much She was sharp with her wit and soft to the touch I said to myself with a hint of relief I’ll treat her right and I’ll give her no grief She had two kittens, they were ginger and black They peed on my bed and I gave her no flack She had the largest eyes I ever did see Like she was on drugs but the drugs was me I sailed to the sun and rode out east The only thing in my mind was to tame that beast I rolled into there with brazen thunder I looked in her eye and said give me your number It was one of those days I guess She was taken aback and overcome with happiness I called in a day and asked for her hand All of my moves were just going as planned We went out eat and we ended up kissing How could I know it was her I was missing? We went steady it was simply absurd She made up crazy words I’d never even heard Now I make her laugh till she starts to cry’s I’m guilty as sin I get that look in my eye When I pin her down I just can’t resist To tickle her belly as I hold down her wrist Now when I think about her I let out a tear Cause I’ve really only known her for one short year She’s got the best look and she’s too darn cool With a name like hers she got paid out in high school But its one of those ones that turns out in the end She cut her finger but it will soon mend I make up characters that freak her out When she looks in the mirror she gives a sexy pout She gets scared when I say she looks real pretty Because I back it up by saying I want some of her bitty A room full of clothes, her car Colin is a mess She wears a badge that says I’m a champion of chess She stands on tippee toes and tells the best lies She used to look away when I looked in her eyes As I tickle her pits and her heroin patch I think to myself damn she’s such a great catch And every time I think of the Lady Horne I laugh at her zealous fixation for porn The youngest of three by a good few years She’s a lot like a guy but still lets out her tears We talk in accents like Irish and French I sneak gas in bed and hope there’s no stench I revel in her wit, in her beauty I bask I chase her round the house with a scary bunny mask Her dad pampers her, she wears his crown I make her laugh because I hate to see her frown She tends to my looks and she plucks my brow When she acts like a cat she says meow She hates mushrooms and being woken up She hates the sound of hot water in a cup I love her cold feet when I’m tucked into bed I’ll read her every Tintin as I kiss her on her head All this time now since she’s come along There’s a sparkle in my eye when I’m singing her song And I’ll keep smiling because when the world ends And at the end of the day we’re the bestest of friends

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Verse 1 Ready for action, nip it in the bud Roll out the carpet and bring in the new blood Roll out the barrel and don’t be late Turn on the radio and travel interstate Ready for action, bring out the gong If you’re on the phone talk all night long Talk to a friend and then ride a bike Like what you see and go on a hunger strike Ready for action, the fog is getting clearer I’ll see you all the other side of the mirror If you’re getting cold then warm yourself up Tell your fortune by the dregs in the coffee cup Ready for action, a place and a time You’ve got to pounce when you know you’re in your prime Do what you do; I know it could be good Real genius is capturing your childhood Verse 2 Ready for action, tell me where to go If I was asleep Mr Sandman said so Give me the cues, enter stage right Give me a wink I can do it all night Ready for action, a bull at a gate Planning the strike before it’s too late Straight out of bed every day of the week Kissing the mothers and babies on the cheek Ready for action, one hand on the prize I need satisfaction before I get wise Owning the clothes, I cut my own hair Playing the game of relationship solitaire Ready for action, the camera and the lights Foremost expert and champion of civil rights Stay up late; don’t let a thing slip by Keep your eyes on the road and let out a battle cry Verse 3 Ready for action, foot on the gas I’m not the guy you should try to harass Fist in the air, smile on my face Out of my way and give me some breathing space Ready for action, looking real good Just moved in now I’m part of the neighbourhood Rip off my shirt, let out a roar Stop if you think you’ve heard this one before Ready for action, shaking all the hands I do not care if no one understands I can roll now I’ll show you how to rock Fast as a gun and first off the starting block Ready for action, deaf dumb and mute Keep it clean and accept no substitute Make up your mind, stop sitting on the fence Ready for action and full of confidence

Verse 1 Up in the clouds you never miss the little things The silver lining is what the darkness brings I’ll sing for you if you sing for me I’ll ride my bike if you climb the tallest tree I want to meet up with your mum and dad Every day’s is a mixture of fun and sad Today’s the day where I fly my kite Hoist the flag cause everything will be alright You look funny when you get out of bed You need a shoulder or you cannot rest your head Two tender arms and two big round eyes I’m needing you it comes to me as a big surprise – hey! Verse 2 I'm yet to learn everything that I want to know I’ll run away to join the circus sideshow Covered in pictures I don’t even really care You’ve been around I haven’t been any ware You make me panic I think that’s the greatest thing If you were a bird I’d be right there under your wing Don’t even talk I’ll break into a cold sweat In any life you’re someone I won’t forget You told me as far as you’re aware You talk to people that aren’t even really there Everyone works to struggle and strive Today’s the day that I’m super glad to be alive – hey! Chorus Everyone needs somebody, everyone needs somebody Everyone needs somebody, everyone needs somebody Everyone needs somebody, everyone needs somebody Everyone needs somebody, everyone needs somebody Verse 3 I’ll wear my suit and I’ll comb my hair All I can do is look over to you and stare You drive me crazy that’s something I confess You get away with all of your cheekiness I need to escape I’ll swallow my pride You pack your bags I’ll head for the countryside We’ve got to get - right out of this place When you leave I wipe this smile from my face Too many people; no room to breath My chest is getting tight; I think it is time to leave I should replace my rhetoric with action My life is really frustrated satisfaction – hey! You make me go: na na na na na na na na – hey! na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na – hey! na na na na Chorus Everyone needs somebody, everyone needs somebody Everyone needs somebody, everyone needs somebody Everyone needs somebody, everyone needs somebody Everyone needs somebody, everyone needs somebody

Verse 1 I was sitting in a discothèque cliché When the girl of my dreams looked my way My knees went weak my face went red And as she walked to me She was dancing, and romancing It would be the very first time we would meet She asked to dance all I had 2 left feet I was soaked with sweat I could not move And all that I could say was I am sorry, I won’t be dancing Chorus 1 What could I do? What could I say? I had no skills, I could display What could I do? What could I say? I had no skills, I could display I should be dancing, I should be dancing Dancing, I should be dancing Dancing, I should be dancing I should take her hand and dance the night away (ole!) Verse 2 I wanted that girl so I took a chance If she’d ask again I had to learn to dance So I went to school and learnt the trade In order to be hers I was taught to, keep on dancing So I practiced night and day until I wept I dreamt about dancing while I slept My shoes wore out, my feet would bleed I was pulling out my hair Keep on dancing, keep on dancing Chorus 2 What can I do, What can I say What are the skills, I should display What can I do, What can I say What are the skills, I should display I should be dancing, I should be dancing Dancing, I should be dancing Dancing, I should be dancing I should take her hand and dance the night away (ole!) Verse 3 I went back to the discothèque that night I saw the girl she set my heart alight I walked across and took her hand I whispered in her ear We should be dancing, and romancing I looked into her eyes, the music played A circle formed around our escapade We took a twirl, and then a spin I dipped her to the ground She was smiling and I was smiling Chorus 3 Because we were dancing, We were dancing Dancing,We were dancing Dancing,We were dancing I took her hand and danced the night away We danced the night away

Chorus I’m not going to waste my time or yours Get up, stand up or get down on all fours Don’t rest on your laurels; I’m not resting on mine Forget all your quarrels make sure everything’s fine Verse 1 Go read a book Go take a walk Don’t listen to the same thing all over again Get a Ritalin prescription Get a real job Visit your grandmother and then book a holiday Watch public television Watch yourself If you talk too much sometimes it scares people Do something important Do today’s crossword Listen to what’s outside your window everyday Be your childhood dream Be your worst nightmare Do everything before it is tedious and bothersome. Laugh until you throw up Laugh with the weirdo’s Don’t just sit there and think about what you could have done Fall off a cliff Fall hopelessly in love Fret over the minute details of everything Drink a big cup of tea Drink yourself silly And help your dad out once in a while Chorus I’m not going to waste my time or yours Get up, stand up or get down on all fours Don’t rest on your laurels; I’m not resting on mine Forget all your quarrels make sure everything’s fine Verse 2 Wear something ridiculous Wear shame in defeat Treading on toes needs big shoes to fill Copy the person next to you Copyright material Bang the drum 3 times and turn to the left Listen up smart arse Listen to Mozart It makes you 10% smarter in an IQ test Cut the cord on the trap Cut out the junk food Keep every piece of paper you write something witty on Collect those bonus points Collected from the airport Take care of the things that will take care of you Talk to people you don’t know Talk only when spoken to The grieving process is needed for survival Clean your computer Clean your filthy mouth I like you better when you smile and tell jokes Make me a banana cake Make my day And stop your stressing about none of the above Chorus I’m not going to waste my time or yours Get up, stand up or get down on all fours Don’t rest on your laurels; I’m not resting on mine Forget all your quarrels make sure everything’s fine Verse 3 Turn up the treble Turn down that racket Walk through puddles and dark alleyways Use the hand towel Use all of your avenues Stare at the person who might stare right back Watch the old movies Watch listen and learn List your favourite songs and remember them by heart Stay like a kid Stay here tonight Help me with my homework it was only due yesterday Hear those frequencies? Hear your name being called Converge like a pack of vultures on a hot day Feast after midnight Feast on this sucker Visit the country that you only ever read about Never tell an in joke Never feed an animal Call your old partner and tell them what you think of them Tape that film clip Tape your own voice Then play it back and make sure you be yourself Chorus I’m not going to waste my time or yours Get up, stand up or get down on all fours Don’t rest on your laurels; I’m not resting on mine Forget all your quarrels make sure everything’s fine

Verse 1 There are buildings and skyscrapers, monuments and homes Shop fronts with mannequins and geodesic domes Imports, exports, interstate and overseas Mergers and breakups and conglomerates of companies Cars and buses and electronic trains Supermarkets, superstores and supersonic planes There are alleys, motorways and street lights with solar panels Entertainment from televisions with 500 channels Facsimiles and thoroughfares, sadness and stress Freedom, frivolity, boundaries and business Dedication of delinquents, desire and disease Polluting population engineering the economies This is shortened fiction for short attention spans Moped motorcycles, business cards and minivans The machine is the city and the city is the scene But it’s hard to live in a city when you live inside the dream Verse 2 There are Lawyers and Doctors and Mailmen and Bakers Cleaners, Criminals, Cooks and Cabinet Makers Officers, and Engineers, Managers, Conductors Inspectors, Road workers and Fitness Instructors Secretaries, Sports Stars, Scientists and Statisticians Programmers, Citizens and Fundamental Politicians Drivers, Sales People, Factory Workers and Farmers Conmen, Doomsayers, Perverts and Snake Charmers There are Teachers and Artists, File Clerks and Librarians Teenagers, Toddlers, Parents, and Octogenarians Bankers and Boxers, Bureaucrats and Bums Their Fathers, their Mothers, their Daughters and their Sons There’s Ramadan and Honaker, Christmas and Lent Family, Company, Organisation and Government With Marriages, Monogamy, Infidelity and Lust Pregnancy and Privacy, Treachery and Trust Breakdown With tunnels, and sewers and subways underground Front page of the newspapers ‘another baby has been found’ The machine is the city and the city is the scene And it’s hard to live in a city when you live inside the dream The drone of massive turbines, the biology of the brands This is an organism and humanity understands That the machine is the city and the city is the scene And it’s hard to live in a city when you live inside the dream Verse 3 There are brokers on the stock market and gamblers placing bets Punters are in the public house smoking cigarettes Police are busting criminals, criminals are doing crimes The same thing happens over a thousand million times There are hermits and hustlers and people are having sex Couples out on dates watching movies at the cineplex The beauty, the brilliance, the smiling face that beckoned Citizens die daily and are born every single second Filth is in the gutters and garbage is on the streets Musicians and entertainers are packing in the seats There are people and places, mysterious faces 6 billion different souls and a thousand different races There’s happiness and laughter, frustration and sin And these are just the tales of the cities we’re living in No time to slow down, keep on getting faster (This is a city truly on the brink of disaster)

Verse 1 Tonight we go to sleep, tonight we all dream Tonight we’re going to party like its 3015 Take all your belief; believe it in yourself Take all of your dreams from the top of the shelf Everybody in the place raise your brain to the ceiling Everybody on the ceiling let the feeling grow and grow Hold on like a mother and surround with love I’m holding onto hand with a mitten and a glove You wear the pants, and I’ll wear the dress You’ll pass failure and move on to success All that we see, or all that we seem Is but a dream within a dream in a dream in a dream Don’t want reality? Then don’t wake up I don’t want to back down or ever give up Want a revolution? Let’s join teams Want to go to sleep and party in our dreams? Chorus Bigger- Come on, Faster - Come on Digger - Come on, Master - Come on Mama - Come on, Papa - Come on Sister - Come on, Brother - Come on Baby - Come on, Brainy - Come on Lover - Come on, Zany - Come on Louder - Come on, Louder - Come on Louder - Come on, Louder - Come on Verse 2 If the phone doesn't ring then you’ll know it's me Imagination is a weapon in the war against reality Excite the crowd, let’s get loud! Move and move up when we go up to the cloud Strap on your goggles, strap on your heels Strap yourself in, see how good this feels? The only way to topple on the evil regimes Is the only way to love and that’s love to extremes Talent hits a target that no one else can hit Talent hits a target on the outer space shit Genius hits a target that no one else can see Taken right back to the roots of technicality Join me in a journey, Join me on a mission Join me in a party, transcend superstition We’re going to hear your shouts; we’re going to hear your screams We’re the music makers, and dreamers of dreams Chorus Bigger- Come on, Faster - Come on Digger - Come on, Master - Come on Mama - Come on, Papa - Come on Sister - Come on, Brother - Come on Baby - Come on, Brainy - Come on Lover - Come on, Zany - Come on Louder - Come on, Louder - Come on Louder - Come on, Louder - Come on Verse 3 To the Rio, neo, metro, retro, If you got to party, then just party from the get go Let go, feel your brain expand To your literal self – it will never understand It’s a journey from birth; it’s a journey from death It’s a journey in colours and a journey in breath Bust out your room, burst out your cell Bust it out to the clouds and ring it on your bell This is a skill more important than knowledge Cause this is a skill that you never learn in college Let your mind go let’s get buck wild And let your mind flow, let’s all get styled To reach the impossible, you’ve got to go to sleep So drink your warm milk and start counting sheep Join the two brains and become supreme The past is a memory but tomorrow is a dream Breakdown Dreaming permits each and every one of us to go quietly and safely insane every night of our lives. Chorus Bigger- Come on, Faster - Come on Digger - Come on, Master - Come on Mama - Come on, Papa - Come on Sister - Come on, Brother - Come on Baby - Come on, Brainy - Come on Lover - Come on, Zany - Come on Louder - Come on, Louder - Come on Louder - Come on, Louder - Come on