Women

by JUNK!

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1.
My name is Glen My name is Glen My name is Glen Yeah, my name is Glen
2.
My House 02:51
You don't gotta take your shoes off or wipe them feet Don't you worry 'bout the neighbours, they're fast asleep Don't you worry 'bout your cigarettes or holes int he couch Just make yourself comfy, and sit on down in MY HOUSE MY HOUSE MY HOUSE MY HOUSE You can find me the stereo, crankin' the tunes You can find me at the cabinet, pourin' some booze You can find me in the kitchen, bakin' a pie Just forget about your cares, and try a slice of MY HOUSE MY HOUSE MY HOUSE MY HOUSE Some people take showers, some people take baths Some people love people, some people love cash Some people like whiskey, some people like gin It don't matter what your flavour, just take a swig of MY HOUSE MY HOUSE MY HOUSE MY HOUSE We're all high, we're all high We're all high and it feels alright I said we're all high, we're all high We're all high as a kite in side of MY HOUSE MY HOUSE MY HOUSE MY HOUSE Ecstasy is something you can get from a pill Twenty-five dollars for a cheap thrill Happiness comes from doin' good deeds Happiness comes from smokin' my weed in MY HOUSE MY HOUSE MY HOUSE MY HOUSE Lord help me
3.
This song goes out to a real mother-fucker Who made my work life hell You know the type, he's a balding prick With that 'fat people' small You're trying to tell me that I'm working the weekend You're out of luck 'Cos I'm planning on sleeping in, so FUCK YOU YOU FUCKIN' FUCK But you're so damn charming to all the girls It makes me sick It's only 'cos you're desperate For them to suck your triple-A dick You say you got a fiance Is she a four-foot midget slut? Well my heart goes out to the bitch, she gotta FUCK YOU YOU FUCKIN' FUCK It's just blah blah blah blah blah blah blah You get a hard-on from giving the orders You'll work here 'till the day you die You got no respect for the workers here So why the hell should I You're telling me my work is sloppy I say your money sucks Shove this job right up your arse and FUCK YOU YOU FUCKIN' FUCK
4.
You take a mother-fuckin' chicken and you throw it in a pot You get yourself an onion and you chop it all up Fuckin' grab a couple carrots two stalks of celery One turnip, one leek and one handful of fresh fuckin' parsley (What herbs do we use?) Picked fresh from the garden of grandma's bush Cos it's TRADITION (And what chicken do we use?) Poultry fresh from Tony the family butcher Cos it's TRADITION Two litres of water to the boil Skim off any of the scum that forms Add your vegies with pepper and salt Strain the broth into serving bowls Nanna made soup for us nearly every week Especially when she saw that I was in bed sick and HUNGOVER from the drinking that I'd done the night before Had finally caught up now my head was fuckin' sore (Where did we go every Friday night?) We went to Nanna's every Friday with the family Cos it's TRADITION (And why did we always fight?) Cos you always got more Matzo balls than me You fuckin' prick Hitler came in '33 so grandma moved from Germany She brought all of her recipes So now she makes this shit for me You beat the shit out of two egg whites Until they're stiff Then you throw a couple yolks on into the mix One cup of Matzo meal, with your salt and pepper Then you throw that shit in your refrigerator (What salt does Grandma use?) She uses Kosher salt in all her cooking Cos it's TRADITION (And why the fuck can't we eat pork?) Well I'm not a rabbi, but my guess would be TRADITION Roll 'em into balls and drop them into your soup And let the balls simmer 'till they're all cooked through Nanna's made this shit since she was five And she probably will Until the day that she DIES T to the R to the A to the -DITION
5.
I'm having a hard time Finding the words To say to you About what comes next It don't mean much But I'm trying my best TO make some sense I'm having a hard time Staring blankly into space Scribbling notes that make no sense Bangin' my head against the wall Just need one good idea, that's all Maybe I'll go for a walk So I can find that brilliant thought Seems that nothing 'round here can Switch on the light-bulb in head I'm having a hard time
6.
JUNK! 02:04
7.
Julie 02:27
Oh Julie you look so very fine On your way to work, yeah you float on by With your big brown eyes and your curly brown hair Wanna hug you like a big teddy bear When you walk by it feels so sweet Why won't you look at me I'm a real nice guy, I'm gonna make it one day YEAH If I won the lottery I'd buy you nice things Like a puppy dog or a big diamond ring Won't you look this way when you walk past You smell so good like a bunch of flowers Or expensive perfume I'll take you to dinner I know a nice place around the corner They serve breakfast too I know you like bagels Cos I watch you from across the road when you eat them for lunch Oh Julie when you swing those hips Your legs go all the way up to your shoulders You walk like a beauty queen or a runway model I don't even know your name so I'll just call you JULIE
8.
Tight 02:50
I DON'T EAT THE FAST FOOD UNLESS I GOT THE VOUCHER I SHIT AT WORK TO SAVE MONEY ON THE TOILET PAPER I DON'T BUY THE CIGARETTES BECAUSE I AM A SCABBER I SEE THE MOVIE ON A TUESDAY BECAUSE IT'S CHEAPER MY ASS IS TIGHT I RIDE A BIKE BECAUSE THE PRICE OF PETROL'S GETTIN HIGHER I BUY MY SUNNIES AT THE STATION COS THEY'RE TEN DOLLAR I DRINK THE TOOHEYS COS IT'S CHEAPER THAN IMPORTED STELLA I DRINK FROM SIX O'CLOCK TILL SEVEN COS IT'S HAPPY HOUR MY ASS IS TIGHT DON'T GO TO STORES TO BUY THE CD COS I GOT A BURNER I GET THE MUSIC FROM MY FRIENDS BECAUSE I AM A PIRATE I GO TO BALI TO MAKE BEATS BECAUSE THEY USE RUPIAH I PUT THE COAL UP IN MY ASS, OUT COMES A DIAMOND MY ASS IS TIGHT IT'S TIME FOR A MOTHER-FUCKIN' SOLO I DISAPPEAR LIKE A MAGICIAN WHEN IT'S MY ROUND FOR BEER I CANNOT PAY YOU FOR THE MEAL BECAUSE MY WALLET'S NOT HERE MY BOXER SHORTS ARE TORN BECAUSE I'VE WORN THEM FOR YEARS IF I ONLY HAD A DOLLAR FOR EVERY TIME I HEAR MY ASS IS TIGHT
9.
Did you want me to stay? Or go away? Come back another day? I know I've done wrong But please be strong And I'll hold on The ball's in your court You're in control It's your call I've been here before I know the score I wanted more I was not true And now I wait for you To do what you gotta do The ball's in your court You're in control It's your call
10.
I Remember 04:07
She's done this kind of thing to you before You're holding on to every little word that she says You smell the Dolce and Gabbana in the air and you cry for her A little piece of you dies inside whenever she leaves You could pick up the phone and call her number just to try to work this out Or go out, get drunk, get laid and move on Right on But this time, she's not coming back She's changed her status to single on the internet There is no point in trying to figure out what she wants from you (she doesn't even know herself) Just let her go because you know that it's already too late You could pick up the phone and call her number just to try to work this out Or go out, get drunk, get laid and move on Right on I remember how it felt the first time and I won't let it happen again I'm gonna learn from my mistakes Yeah yeah yeah yeah
11.
Feel It 02:49
I feel it Can you feel it?
12.
You ring the bell and step in Take a look at the kitchen no idea what is in store Or what the camera is for Welcome to Mike's Apartment Welcome to Mike's Apartment Why don't you sit on the bed I'd like you to meet my friend Take off your coat, and what's this? A pair of spectacular tits Welcome to Mike's Apartment Welcome to Mike's Apartment Negotiations begin Price is so low it's a sin I'll let you stay for the week If you suck on Chuckie's dick Welcome to Mike's Apartment You are in Mike's Apartment
13.
The Bulldog 03:04
I see the freaks walk by as the sun goes down I feel the vibe is really heating up in this part of town And when the horse rides through all the smoke and beer I realise that I gotta get the hell out of here But I can't My legs are frozen and I'm starting to sway The boys and girls are staring at me in a suspicious way I try to finish this concoction of tobacco and hash but... MY BRAIN IS MASH And now their faces start to shift into a different world And conversation has become something I cannot control I need two sweet girls to walk me home I need to be horizontal to be resting my bones So I get under their umbrella and we walk real close I don't let on that my umbrella's in my backpack so They don't expect that I'm about to put my hand on their ass... Who am I kidding I've been smoking too much grass I'm going insane here at The Bulldog And I don't know what time it is I just discovered that my brain is a miraculous toy And it can take me to wherever I would like to enjoy I know the scenery is FAKE but the feelings are true And who cares, we're at The Bulldog - everything is cool. EVERYTHING IS COOL I'm going insane here at The Bulldog And I don't know what time it is My face is melting at The Bulldog And I don't know what time it is
14.
As the sun disappears into the land Imported beer is in my hand My friends are smiling and the girls are fine They're wearing next to nothing in the summertime My shirt's all dirty and my pants are stained Been stuck in this suit at work all day Stumbling around my breath must stink From nicotine and excessive drink I'M FILTHY I'M HORNY My pocket starts shakin' from a message tone So I reach on in and pull out my phone Now why on earth would this girl message me? But to my disbelief here's how the message reads: "Hey there Glen, long time no see I kinda wish that you were here in bed with me I'm feeling extra horny in my lingerie Why don't you come on 'round and we can get freak-ay" Hell yeah I can't believe this shit I never would have thought that she'd be up for it My friends say "go, it's ok" So I finish the jug and I'm on my way I'm nauseous and a little high The street lights blur as they go by The taxi leaves as I climb her stairs And then I fall on my ass as we undress I'M FILTHY I'M HORNY She said that even though I smelt real bad It was the best sex that she'd ever had I know which number I'll be calling When I'm FILTHY HORNY
15.
The Opener 03:27
16.
Beware the monkey man The angry monkey man Flaming red eyes with three buttons on his chest The first makes him a monkey The second gives him strength The third makes him vanish Ghoulish and disastrous With ape-lick qualities Strikes only in the night Supernatural being that can see in the darkness Leaves no footprints Criminal and beast Can alter shape at will Ghoulish and disastrous No lock can keep him out The beast who claws and bites The only known weakness is a fear of the light Strange black shadow Haunts the streets of Delhi Leaps across the rooftops Elusive apparition Could it be a hoax? Terrorists in masks Conspiracy to kill A foreign robot assassin Police have no answers They want the monkey dead Fifty thousand rupees Reward for apprehension THE MONKEY MAN HAS COME FLEE FOR YOUR LIFE Psychiatrists say it's conjured from the depths of fear and disturbed imaginations Suffering with stress, illness and mental retardation Subconscious minds working overtime Feed their fear of the unknown Superstitious believers feel unsafe when they're at home They say the story traveled across the land through the poor and the illiterate Rumors flourished to create panic amongst the immigrants Doctors don't believe the victims' claims are supernatural But when you see the monkey man You'll know them to be factual THE MONKEY MAN HAS COME FLEE FOR YOUR LIFE
17.
Spectre 03:10
18.
Into This 02:39
Falling Into this Again Spinning Out of control But it won't be too far This time

about

10 YEARS AND 3 GIRLFRIENDS IN THE MAKING...

Written in East Burwood
Recorded in Ubud
Mixed in Collingwood
Mastered in Brunswick

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released September 10, 2010

Peter King - Guitars on 'My House' and 'Mike's Apartment'
Pink Square - Keys on 'Julie'
Dan Max - Guitars on 'FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKIN' FUCK'
Robbie Kane - Monkey voice on 'FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKIN' FUCK'
Christelle Davis for helping me through every step of the creative process

'Julie' written by Glen Lloyd, James & Peter Keel

Mini-documentary shot and edited by Glen Lloyd and Christelle Davis

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