When you wake up drunk at 6:30 in the morning
Can't find your dingus
Back's aching, bank account's empty
You know you've lost it then
You know you're a Shearer!
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Well, up north they call me Peeler
That's 'cause I peel 'em up
They call me the weather wrestler
When I'm back down south
Know the pros, love my flow
Everywhere I struck a blow
All the rousies know
They say: aren't you the fellow what does all them songs?
I'll never forget the first time it came on
Well that was about four years ago now
And other than the fame, not a lot came out of it
I've done a little bit of work in New South out of it
A trot backpack it was hot to shatter
My triple J I was overlooked
What would they know, those cunts are cooked
But I'm three thousand downloads but never got a spin
So, fuck making music, I'm pulling the pin!
I got the down-tube walk into the 50 Stroke
I stay motivated by staying broke
It's the cost of grog, and the price of smokes
Keeps the down-tube, walk into the 50 Stroke
I got the down-tube, walk into the 50 Stroke
'Cause your pay stays low if you stay slow poke
And I don't pay attention to any other folks
Just keep the down-tube walk into the 50 Stroke
They say you should make up another one
You can mention me and I'll show my mum
I say, gee, thanks! Doesn't that sound fun?
I'm glad you told me, I'll get it done
But no one buys songs, so that's a labour of love
And I'm fucking greedy, so love's not enough
Just making "That's a peeler", took round about a month
And no one ever thanked me, not even once
So, I pick up the pace and rough them up on a race
'Cause I'm a dodgy operator like Christopher Skase
I get in thoughts with your mates when I hop onto Facebook
I make a loose sou root like a bunch of bush troops
My havoc of songs must be something they've seen
Since KFC opened up in 1993
And you can say what you want
But whatever you tell us
It's ten thousand views
And you're just jealous
I got the down-tube walking to a 50 stroke
I stay motivated by staying broke
It's the cost of grog, the price of smokes
Keeps the down-tube walking to the 50 Stroke
I got the down-tube walking to a 50 stroke
'Cause your pay stays low if you stay low, poke
And I don't pay attention to any of the folks
Just keep the down-tube walk into the 50 Stroke
Here is a little bit of song to make it go a little longer
Stretch it out a little
Make the song structure stronger
You thought it was over, too bad, you're wrong
And uhh
All I know is this
I don't like working with soft cocks
I don't like working with gutless cunts
I don't like working with chronic whinges
I don't like working with soft cocks
I'm smacking 'em out across the border again
Obliterating all the peelers from a pen
Exhilarating all the grouchy old men
Illuminating every day until the end
That's life, that's the way it goes
I remove wool with my powerful blows
And before I go home, I remove my clothes
And remove all the shit that's up my nose
Uhh packet of freaks
I'll get some of those
They'll be half as great when I get them out tomorrow
Then we sweat jet now
Like a fire hose
When I get a box of bottles and I get guy's lows
But uhh, no fun allowed
Get back to work and quiet 'em
You gonna do another song
I wouldn't waste my breath
You gonna do another song
You haven't paused this one yet
I got the down-tube, walk into the 50 Stroke
I stay motivated by staying broke
It's the cost of grog, the pros of smokes
Keeps the down-tube, walk into the 50 Stroke
I got the down-tube, walk into the 50 Stroke
'Cause your pay stays low if you stay low poker
And I don't pay attention to any other of them folks
Just keep the down-tube walk into the 50 Stroke
Grog! Smokes! Grog! Smokes! Grog!
Smokes! Grog! Smokes! Grog!
Smokes! Grog! Grog! Smokes!
Gro-gro-gro-gro! Grog! Smokes!
Grog! Gro-gro-gro-gro! Grog!
There you go, another exciting instalment from the weather wrestler
You know this little beauty could be yours to own
All you need to do is, type Adam McClure
The 50 Stroke, click 'buy'
Click 'confirm purchase'
And just sit back, let me do the rest
Enjoy!