Women: Recycled EP

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1.
MY NAME IS GLEN MY NAME IS GLEN MY NAME IS GLEN MY NAME IS GLEN AAAAAAHHH OOOOH-OOOOH (repeat)
2.
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
3.
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
4.
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
5.
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
6.
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
7.
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...
8.
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

about

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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