Women: Recycled EP

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In March 2011 JUNK! played a very special show at the Empress in Brunswick.

After playing gigs solidly for over a year throughout inner city Melbourne in 2010/11, we decided to rip our songs apart and reanimate them into altered beasts - just for something different.

The night was titled 'Stripped Down', and we were supported by two of Melbourne's most interesting audio-visual performers 'Lazy Lazer' (aka Zeal) and 'Time Shield' (aka Faux Pas).

Ranging from acoustic and ambient to hip-hop and jazzy, here are the 'Recycled' tracks from JUNK!'s album 'Women'.

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released June 10, 2011

Music - Glen Lloyd
Guitar & bass - Peter King
Keys - Pink Square

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Track Name: My Name is Glen - Recycled
MY NAME IS GLEN
MY NAME IS GLEN
MY NAME IS GLEN
MY NAME IS GLEN

AAAAAAHHH OOOOH-OOOOH

(repeat)
Track Name: Mike's Apartment - Recycled
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
Track Name: Tight - Recycled
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 DRINKS 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
Track Name: I Remember - Recycled
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
Track Name: Julie - Recycled
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
Track Name: The Bulldog - Recycled
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

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

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
My face is melting 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
Track Name: Matzo Ball Soup - Recycled
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

Traditioooooon...
Track Name: FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKIN' FUCK - Recycled
Good evening ladies and gentlemen
Right now I'd like to tell you a little story about an
ex co-worker of mine who used to make my work life a living hell.
Oh, you know the type - he's a balding prick
He's got that 'fat people' smell, you know
And he's angry at the world 'cos he's fat and he's bald
And he used to treat me like shit
Mmm-hmm

One day he says "Glen"
I said "What, Joe?"
He says "Step into my office"
And he shuts the door behind him and he says
"Glen I got a little news for you, kid. You gotta come in on the weekend"
I said "Oooh, Joe. Joey-Joe Joe Joe Joe.
As much as I'd love to drag my sorry ass in here on a weekend and stack boxes - nothing would make me happier, Joe. Honestly.
I got a few tiny little problems with that. Listen up.
a) I'm gonna be drinkin' very, very heavily this Friday
b) I'm gonna be very very hungover on Saturday and
c) FUCK YOU YOU FUCKIN' FUCK"

Oooh, that felt good

But you know this guy's always such a charmer with the ladies
Treats this guy like a sack of shit, but he always turns on the charm for the girlies
Personally I think it's only 'cos he's desperate for someone to suck his tiny little tripple-a sized battery dick

And he's always going on about this mysterious fiance
Some woman that hangs around with him after hours and can put up with his shit
I said "Joe"
he says "What"
I said "Maaaaan, I feel sorry for your fiance"
He says "Why?"
"She gotta FUCK YOU YOU FUCKIN FUCK"

It's just blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

Aaah... But you know, it's guys like Joe
They get a hard-on from giving the orders
He'll work there 'till the day that he dies
He's got no respect for the workers,
So why the fuck should I? You know?

One day he walks into the store-room
He says "Glen"
I said "What Joe"
He says "What is this? This is sloppy. Your work is sloppy"
I said "Ha! Sloppy? Well guess what? Your money sucks. Shove this job right up your ass and
FUCK YOU YOU FUCKIN' FUCK