Combat Savanna
Shout out to you know who
I hope you're doin well, honest, but I'm confused
Combat Savannah, with your blacked out bandana
Tried to save you from yourself
Tried to savour burnin hell
But Combat Savannah go
Save yourself
Come on down to where the mudflats be
Procure yourself, a sense of rationality
And drop your sense of pretence behind
And realize that you've been brought up blind
And come on baby, taste my poverty
Water and oats ages like fine wine
If I hung myself, you'd be out of time
Combat Savannah, with your blacked out bandana
Tried to save you from yourself
Tried to savour burnin hell
But Combat Savannah go
Save yourself
Come on in baby, shake them hips
And shiver your legs with my fingertips
And tell me you hate what I stand for
Cause you don't understand where I come from
you're flying up high in business class
I hope you fall on your fucking ass
But one last time let's go mile high
Combat Savannah with your blacked out bandana
Fighting on the anarchist cause
When I want you up against the wall
Or maybe all four on the floor
Or maybe I'll fall right down and pick me up to crawl
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
Now that you can take it
Why don't you fuck them off
And come on back for more
I need you and you need me
And maybe I need more
And maybe you need more
Than an everlasting bore
And Combat Bandana
You're droppin' me bananas
So come back without envy
And come back with integrity
Come back with a sense of fucking adventure
Come back, doors open
Crawl back without your pride and prejudice
For perpetuating hatred and pretending to
Be a hero when people like yourself
Only make matters worse
Feels better, fuck
I hope you're doin well, honest, but I'm confused
Combat Savannah, with your blacked out bandana
Tried to save you from yourself
Tried to savour burnin hell
But Combat Savannah go
Save yourself
Come on down to where the mudflats be
Procure yourself, a sense of rationality
And drop your sense of pretence behind
And realize that you've been brought up blind
And come on baby, taste my poverty
Water and oats ages like fine wine
If I hung myself, you'd be out of time
Combat Savannah, with your blacked out bandana
Tried to save you from yourself
Tried to savour burnin hell
But Combat Savannah go
Save yourself
Come on in baby, shake them hips
And shiver your legs with my fingertips
And tell me you hate what I stand for
Cause you don't understand where I come from
you're flying up high in business class
I hope you fall on your fucking ass
But one last time let's go mile high
Combat Savannah with your blacked out bandana
Fighting on the anarchist cause
When I want you up against the wall
Or maybe all four on the floor
Or maybe I'll fall right down and pick me up to crawl
Shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it
Now that you can take it
Why don't you fuck them off
And come on back for more
I need you and you need me
And maybe I need more
And maybe you need more
Than an everlasting bore
And Combat Bandana
You're droppin' me bananas
So come back without envy
And come back with integrity
Come back with a sense of fucking adventure
Come back, doors open
Crawl back without your pride and prejudice
For perpetuating hatred and pretending to
Be a hero when people like yourself
Only make matters worse
Feels better, fuck
Credits
Writer(s): Lachlan Reiss-wears
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Willow's Wallows In The Axis: Infinity
- Miss Horizon's Lullaby
- Enjoy the Moment Babe (Long Way From Home) (feat. Dom Rocks) - Single
- Hermit's New Experience
- Surveillance In Use (feat. Dom Rocks)
- New Beginning's Light (feat. Colour Culture) - Single
- Madman At the Gates of Happiness a Side/B Side - Single
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