The Real Contra Band

Lyrics for The Real Contra Band

Team critic, aspiring strategist Person in villa with a fragrance and leaf blower Full of libido, Danny DeVito Mowing the yard, mowing the yard See it in ___, they build the next great thing I'm shining your seatbelt, shining and sick On the edge of the desert, on the edge of the sea Isolation is a blessing, a blessing they're finally killing me Real alive got to motorboard A lovely suntan coming on That's the real shit (hey) Planning the course Dog in the park Leaves in the tree Tourist at home Who can control it? he is the next cash king We're careful by nature, governed by streets He'll be sat in your pockets, ozymandian dream Competition was a blessing, a blessing they're finally killing me Real alive got to motorboard A lovely suntan coming on That's the real shit (hey) That's the real shit (hey) That's the real shit That's the real shit (hey) That's the real shit Real alive got to motorboard A lovely suntan coming on That's the real shit (hey) Real alive got to motorboard A lovely suntan coming on Planning the course Dog in the park Leaves in the tree Tourist at home Another latte in Canberra Another statue for New South Wales Another railroad in the Pilbara Another weekend with Michael Caine Real alive got to motorboard A lovely suntan coming on That's the real shit (hey) That's the real shit (hey) That's the real shit That's the real shit (hey) That's the real shit Planning the course Dog in the park Leaves in the tree Tourist at home Planning the course Dog in the park Leaves in the tree Tourist at home