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Having children's noble, but, boy, are they a bore. Making art is special, but, fuck, is it a chore. Righting wrongs is needed, but you're up against it there. Making money's mercenary, and losing it's unfair. Neck it! Some solve the world's problems over a good red, At smarmy dinner parties with serves of garlic bread, But when your life's a shit heap, there's only one thing then: You solve the pain of remember— what was I saying again? “Neck it!” screams your girlfriend; “Neck it!” screams your mate; “Neck it!” screams your conscience: peer group pressure's great! You might be good at nothing, but still can be a star When you neck that fucking bottle – neck it for Australia! |