Buck-toothed FB Freaks (T20 Innings Change Over Mix)

Met a man in a laundrette gift shop, he swore the things he said were true
Haunting tales of anal bleaching out in the suburbs
See gangs of buck-toothed facebook freaks sporting signed Eddie Maguire masks
Stump fucking two-dollar shop King Kong piñatas

And they say, and they say, and they say, and they say, and they say
I'm not racist, some of my best friends are
Casually racist, some of my best friends

In desperate times they fall for disparate pleasures

A rising tide of prancing feaux-ties all vying for tax exempt status
Bears all the hallmarks of another inner city wife-swabbing craze
Where patrioticons emerge from mancaves with alarming levels of testicular anger
Seven degrees of separation from the king maker to king hitter

And they say, and they say, and they say, and they say, and they say
I'm not racist, some of my best friends are

Old school mates I haven't seen in years
The pretty girls I used to fancy who have really let themselves go
Home alone while hubbie's out reading meters
The fucker sticking up lost-dog posters and everyone waiting in line
At the rose tattoo revival staring daggers at the boutique bigots
Drinking 'locally sourced' almond milk with their cunting burgers
All circle-hating to photos of Andrew Bolt licking his own fair skinned balls