Who?

Joelistics

First off I'd like to offer you all a warm welcome

From here in Melbourne where the sun shines seldom (right)

You might be anywhere at all in this world

B-boys and B-girls we're bringing gems and pearls

And like you we're unique in the treasure we speak

And this music we make cultivates our belief so

Let me kick an introduction on the drums

And get beginnings begun and role call the components

My name in Joelistics. ?"I'm Seed MC"

Paso's on the scratch and Yeroc works the beats

(Yeah, so who'd you say you guys were?)

We are TZU

How do you do you (Now listen)

Do what you do cos you

Love to do what you do? We do

We are TZU

How do you do you

Do what you do cos you

Love to do what you do?

We do

(Da da da da dum, da dum, da dum)

Emseed

We started off on street sides with hand drums

Upgraded to this, we're the grandsons

Of diggers and widows, immigrants, engineers,

Gamblers, jazz collectors 'n fishermen on piers

Our roots are panoramic, looser then Pan-jamming

From Syd to Melbs, New Plymouth to Pakistan

You could be on the bus daydreaming out the window

Or walking the bush track, it don't matter what you're in to

We've been choppin beats talking 'bout what we've been through

Now we've done the mic check, let the show continue

Joelistics

Cos these four fellas are Terence McKenna storytellers

Telling our tales and leaving trails like entrails

Tipping the scales til the cloud cut the clears

And these weird ideas move minds and rears

From earliest beginings to these current preceedings

From trees down to seedlings, we age well like reisling

So while we're breathing people keep breeding

Tzu's mission statement is to keep on keeping

For the cats with no cash or the folks in the mansions

We formed a band for the thinkers and dancers

The one's curious, looking for answers

The instrumentalists, rocking the jam 'n shit

The gold medallists, or the swimming-in-dam kids

The old settlers, or the tribes whose land it is

The pub rockers, and the bar staff

The fruit vendors and the art smart bohemians,

The whole damn demographic

This band stops traffic from back street to paddock

We put it down for the addicts and the fiends

and the friends who feel the soul of the music

We are TZU

How do you do you (Now listen)

Do what you do cos you

Love to do what you do? We do

We are TZU

How do you do you

Do what you do cos you

Love to do what you do?

We do

Da da da da dum, da dum, da dum

Da da da da dum, da dum, da dum

Da da da da dum, da dum, da dum

We...

Alright here it goes, here it goes

Ok... Can I come in?

(Scratching) Who's that?

Hang on