Taman Shud

Thud, thud, my heart pumps blood

Whenever someone talks about my Taman Shud

Who ditched that fox-gloved snitch

And loaded him with poison like a puffer fish?

Why don't anybody feel like crying

For the Somerton somebody with the hazel eyes?

Why don't anybody feel like crying

For the Somerton nobody with the hazel eyes?

Thud, thud, my heart pumping blood

Whenever someone talks about my Taman Shud

He's gone and no one even cares at all

The earth won't answer and the sea don't mourn

I don't give a fuck about no Anzackery

I don't care you got it interest free

I ain't gonna fret about: Lest we forget

Fuck the Murdoch press, I'm saying

I don't get hung up on any carbon tax

Or Ned getting strung up for being a psychopath

I ain't really there with any class warfare

The only thing I care about's the

Thud, thud, my heart pumping blood

Whenever someone talks about my Taman Shud

He's gone and no one even cares at all

The earth won't answer and the sea don't mourn

For all of the probing into whether he exists

The question's still as open as a radar dish

Late 1948 is sending a transmission but it's inchoate

Don't hate me for not caring 'bout you losing your job

I think you're gonna suit being a welfare slob

I don't give a toss about no Southern Cross

Or the gulag Union Jack, I'm saying

I don't give a fuck if you can't stop the boats

I ain't at a loss if Simpson's donkey votes

I don't care about no Andrew Bolt or even Harold Holt

It's clear as mud, mud, my Taman Shud

Everybody mouths off while they’re chewing cud

Thud, thud, my heart pumps blood

When ever someone talks about my Taman Shud

Why did anybody feel the need to lie

'Less that's Warsaw on the seashore on the day he died?

Don't nobody wonder where he's been?

No tags, no wallet and his brains dry-cleaned

I don't give a fuck about: Fuck off, we're full

I ain't gonna send my kids to private school

I ain't gonna grieve about no BHP

No silver spoons or mining booms

I don't give a fuck about your brick and tile

I don't really care if you're a paedophile

I don't care about no MasterChef

It's as appetising as a whistle blower's doom or any French cartoon

Nothing like a prune to make the death cults bloom

Why you think the whole world's gotta be like you?

Fuck Western supremacy

I ain't sitting around being Gallipolised

One man's barbecue's another's hunger strike

Why'd I give a rat's about your tribal tatts?

You came here in a boat, you fucking cunt

My Taman Shud

Everybody mouths off while they’re chewing cud

Thud, thud, my heart pumps blood

When ever someone talks about my Taman Shud

My heart pumps blood

When ever someone talks about my Taman Shud