Psychic Blog Rules
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oh hey psychic blog

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deep purple
'child in time'
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so
i wasnt posting
twelve posts

a day
before th
13 january 2007
th psychic blog's

next significant date

in fact

th records show
we went offline

january eighth

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th blog wasnt goin nuts paulie
"no-one died"

7.9 earthquake
landed on that date

and under th sea

fits our clues pretty well

we said we saw a seismic event

"so"

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still too vague ?

i posted jan 13 2007 months before

"no, just dont care"

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yr right
i'd rather predict

th events where
heaps of ppl get killed

whacks up my psychic kill tally

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"depending on how ya write th clues to it"

s'pose

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lo-tel
'teenager of the year'
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if
no-one ever sees yr

predictions

ya gotta get somethin out of them

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360000 deaths so far

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ya cant
put all that effort in

to seein th future
and not get somethin back

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validation's yr reward - lyric

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shutup psychic blog

u dont know trolls

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so

do tsunamis come in sets ?

liek th surf does

first one
i threw clues to was

85 feet high

next was

six feet high

and january thirteenth's was

just over
three feet

how big will th next one be ?

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ammonia
'drugs'
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i know psychic blog
i'm nowhere near stoned enough
to ask that question yet

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scuse i

..
..
..

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"depends on th set"

"sometimes th big one is one in seven"

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th sings said
i'd get heaps of kills this yr

make up fo rlast yrs

disappointing showing

i cant count

600 dead ppl

too few

doesnt put a dent

in my final tally

360000 plus six hundred

just aint right

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i whack over a hundred thousand in a good yr

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wot it is
t prove magic real

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wink
'higher state of consciousness'
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ok

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humans only understand one thing

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but it's early in th yr

bailed off th net
five days

before our posted

psychic prediction date

cant have been

too exciting

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if th oracle of kuta
has gone to chase porn and

pirate songs

not enough ppl are gunna die from it

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kinda makes sense

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"is in th book's rules"
which we havent posted in a while

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12 posts a day
right up to th
date

like
th week before th london bombings

in that
shakespear newsgroup

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nirvana
'about a girl'
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"that was mainly about"

"nicole kidman"

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i apologised for
proposing marriage to her

from th kuta beehive and myself

12 mnths to th day

before she got married

"i wouldnt marry one woman"

i know twin brother

it was

magic

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but not a good enough excuse

for proposin to a woman

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unfortunately

we cant wipe it

in th newsgroups

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and th wizard is still spittin chips

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ya see who

she;s doin two movies with this yr

triple o

"yeah th latest james bond"

she's fuckin with me

"just synchronicity"

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coldplay
'yellow'
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double o

is such a low rank agent

she's mad as

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i mean
wot;s he allowed

maybe four ppl in collateral damage a day
pissy

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i racked up
200 a day

in that bad yr

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innocent bystanders

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i did have a little moment
th other day

read this magazine title
in th shops

our worst serial killer

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is alright

i aint public yet

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the kinks
'do it again'
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figure i'll get
at least one more big kill

before i get caught

"outlaw"

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who am i kidding ?

i wont get caught

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we had no aussie deaths to avenge and
no big beef with japan

so no nasty curses
hit th net with th prediction

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course
they still shit bricks

with th tsunami allert

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a 7.9 earthquake

could make anybody shit their pants

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maybe i was th only one who knew

that thousands wouldnt die

or i woulda still been online

posting 12 pages a day

screaming

do u cunts ever listen ?

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fuckin trolls

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will smith
'switch'
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TAASS

the australian aboriginal secret service

is thinkin on a namechange

been accused of bein racist

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i dunno
i'm half white

multicultural society
i hear ya

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we classify
aboriginal as

all native born australians
happy now ?

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no but

i care

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we're a weird mob

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kuta
ya stupid fat
lazt bitch volcano

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george
'chemical dreams'
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the witchdoctor of kuta's

x files

posted with

x news

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i sucessfully
threw th palm island case

off my desk
this isnt a job for

a double o

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and besides
i got my rank back

old witchdoctor ghosts have
removed their objections

i tend to
just use my magic offshore

not what
th aus authorities expected

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cause i get blowback sometimes dickhead
it is

black magic

after all

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because of
my half white

nature
th old buggers

whinged

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the verve
'catching the butterfly'
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if we
keep our magic offshore

th other aus secret services
will leave me alone

five and a half yrs so far

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getting 230000 kills

for our

fifty aussie dead

was a goodie

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although
i really liek th

action reaction thing
with th kuta beach bomber

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12 days

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12 days
before th first kuta beach attacks

i rode th extreme unicycle
over kuta mountain

and tagged th bitch
kutaman beat kuta on a unicycle and

dated it

and
12 days

after th lethal kadaitcha man of
kuta

pointed th bone of death at
dr death

dr azahari

bomb maker
for both kuta beach bombings

died

it's all good

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makes up for th

hours of pain

ridin over th mountain

without drugs

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a sweet kill for kuta

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ku ta
honey of the

native australian
stingless bee

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shakespears sister
'i dont care'
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elizabethe anne shake a spear

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hold yr breath and swallow

th wave will pass over quickly

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"alright jenny"
well...

"here smoke this"

.
.
.

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she's fuckin with my head paulie

"no she isnt"

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at least my confirmed kills
are unsavoury enough
to keep me off th news

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dire straights
'money for nothing'
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"why our secret service can work in th open"
witchdoctor invisibility

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got me off my last
drink driving charge

they forgot they had me

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gotta fuckin love that

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had me cold

and well over th limit

and drove away with all th testing kits

forgetting they had me parked

waiting to be retested

and driven to th lockup

gave my license back and

said i could

drive home

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hmm

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wal had asked two weeks before

if yr a kadaitcha man

a real one

then u should have

the invisibility gift

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six yrs
singin on street corners

background singing

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i know invisible

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even with my trick unicycle

parked beside me

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my secret identity

the town clown

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they judge so fast

they never see

me

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psychic killer

with a five and half yr

track record

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nice bein able to kill in peace

and i dont read comment

it's a diary

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no-one joggling my elbow

"here kill this cunt"

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something similar

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i'm a witchdoctor
th land tells me who to kill

oldest religion on earth

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why i surf the land

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on a man;s bike

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one wheel

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it's too easy for a real psychic

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knockin ppl off
seven days before they die

"plus or minus six"
fuckin reality

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nirvana
'in bloom'
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wot i get for

testing th principals

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"?"

i can spell hwo i like

my magic fuckin works th same

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rehab
'it dont matter'
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damn straight kuta

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coffee time...

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kristin hersh
'your ghost'(demo)
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she's fuckin with me kuta

- no she isnt

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i think jenny's gunna have a little lay down

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u were out pickin fights again last night

town clowning

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harvey danger
'flagpole sitta'
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"he asked me for a trick and"
"i gave him a withering stare"

fuck did he cave
"but he does know who th wizard is"

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"poor cunt"

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he doesnt know
he's talkin to a

vice president of a bundaberg
motor cycle club

th dirty orginals
motorcycle jeans

arent enough of a giveaway for him

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but i tired of th high fives

third night in a row

surfin thru th city

after dark

on a man;s bike

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love that bald tyre

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but th fuckin monoshock
even helps a bald tyre

cope

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it's slidin but

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noosha fox
's-s-single bed'
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still maintaining track

thanks kuta

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for flight test
we have to

ride nippleclamp
with a flat tyre

and we're already pissed off
cause we know

it wont faze her

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th last
half bicycle

unicycle prototpye was
gorgeous with a flat tyre

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came out of th surf and

hmmm

at nine psi
th one an a quarter inch

semi racer tyre
lets in too much sand

and i get

flats

didnt feel it in th water

should i ride it back to th car ?

and grab th spare wheel

yeah fuckit

why not

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nippleclamp will be th same

a stable table

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think we've cracked a bearing htough

shouldnt really

take th monoshock

into th surf

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the kinks
'plastic man'
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ya know kuta
i been thinkin

plastic bushes and
no roller bearings

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a surf specific unicycle

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"with a big tail"

well that goes without saying

need th drive

from th back

of th wave

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while
ridin in th

cavitation zone

slippery as

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and if ya fall down
and ya will

it doesnt hurt

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low tide

on th big beach

at surfers paradise

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s'posed to be there this weekend

i've stiffed er again

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ah man

"she;s a redhead"

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who tried to ring me at
four this morning

persistant bugger

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"ya didnt pick up"
nup

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c+c music factory
'things that make ya go hmmm...'
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th wizard is havin th rest of th night off

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i was already home

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oh he just took a call

in th song

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shutup psychic blog

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i got a little sideways

in th city last night

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fuckin town clown

runnin red lights

in just a pair of jeans

and a monoshock unicycle

no shoes

no shirt

sweat pouring off

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gave brisbane city a caining

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wrong way up edward street

just havin a perve

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cars dont bother me

goen under three

on one wheel

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still havent broken a bone on it

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my town clown
personality
had a good giggle last night

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six bourbons in th guts and

about four cones of mellow green and

many high fives later

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'GEARUP'
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city high
'cats and dogs'(15 will get 20)
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i know
i wasnt drunk enough

to give it my all

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takes nine really

till th beast

slides down th walls

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ya dont deserve it

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truly

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last night

i tookt h big

earthen path

in th botanic gardens

under th big trees

in th dark

my new warning light

for th back of th prototype

th only light

but it isnt helping me

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made it thru

without goin cuntup

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and my new

red flashing light

is bright as

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th witchdoctor

on patrol

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ah no man
i wont hand u to th law

they find u

floating

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dusty springfield
'goin back'
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th last rapist
i found in th botanic gardens

took off on a bicycle
i'm a lot quicker now

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he was raping boys though

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and th papers

keep ragin about yr crimes

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pray th bicycle coppers

find u first

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george
'truth'
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th unicycle
with th apeshit cunt on board

rides down all th back alleys and
red flashing light

blazing

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i hear ppl
in th crowd

when th mp3 player

changes tracks

wondering when th cops are gunna nab me and

put me away

not in six yrs man

this is brizzie

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they know me
better than they know u

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seen my file

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they kept records

of my ten acre party house

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didnt have

that i was in a bike club though

till i wore in th tshirt

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it's queensland
they tolerate rebels

australia

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most of us
arent bothered

by our convict past

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jewel
'sometimes it be that way'
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and th black
economy

is as strong as
th white one

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why it works

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my old lady worked for th tax department

too long

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when my middle stepdaughter

was playin soccer
for queensland

me and th tax inspector

would watch our kids

playin each other

on th field

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i drew th line at

watchin her play

with our state's

premier on th sideline

had to sneak off and have a beer

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he was damn real though

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didnt i send him an email once

that i smoked drugs

jeez i must of been out of it

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not enough fear

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george
'run'
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.
.
.

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city high
'so any things'(sista)
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yeah alright psychic blog

my sister is around visiting

her mother says different

but i did live with em

a long time

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three months after my parents were murdered

my uncle punched me in th face

and threw me out

her mother

found me
livin in th bush

and rescued me

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cleaned me up and

found me a flat

to live in

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budgie
'rape of the locks'
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ok

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i'm off
tryin t catch up on my diary

and i'm stickin to it

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so there

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the black eyed peas
'sexy'
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i've got yr
brothers

trandem
goodies bike

in th backyard

i dont ride it anymore

converted it to a ute but

it's still got two wheels

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dont need th two back seats

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lop th fuckers off

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massive attack
'what your soul sings'
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look out

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there are lamhas

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no indoor budgie hunting

before eleven pm

wot kind of a rule is that

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ya cant
bandsaw

corrugated iron
before seven am

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hmm

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but they did have a big party last night

next door

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i should have mowed

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at about six am

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but i drank a sixpack last night too

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and surfed th street furniture

"and th mindless missiles that are ppl"

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fuckin peasants
look at all these boring cunts

standing there
smiling at me

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havent ya ever seen a
modified unicycle

go th wrong way
up a four lane road

and dodge at th
cars that are

going too fast

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never had a single cop
complain to me about it

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not in

six yrs

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didnt that cunt brake hard

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ah well

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they dont control
the town clown

they gave up
long ago

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i got off
on em hittin th siren

chasin a unicycle

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i wasnt th only one who laughed

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cat stevens
'into white'
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played my black card

yeah ok

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i can play where i wannoo

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where do th children play ?

"anywhere i fuckin want ya pessimist cunt"

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shit
i'm gunna be

45 in march

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still surfin
on one wheel

after midnight
in th city

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th council guy
screamed at me

for goin th wrong way

th light was green

just th road's closed

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ah well

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the eagles
'witchy woman'
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wantd to go thru th
witches hats

didnt i

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love my
shark fin wizard hat

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cunt asked me for a trick

i dint say a word paulo

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cop this withering stare

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he just

faded

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360 thousand dead ppl

in my eyes

he thinks he asking th town clown

for a trick

on his trick unicycle

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where's my other wheel ?

i was restrained

th mp3 player changing tracks

do i look like i fuckin need it

they do NEED to be told

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nine inch nails
'fuck you like an animal'
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no respect

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better than a blonde
callin it a tricycle though

u werent even on fuckin eckies

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i dunno
some ppl

just need to be thrown out
past th shark nets

with a catapult

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think
before engaging mouth

before th wizard

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i do wot i pls

i'm th wizard

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can u go th wrong way up th road

in th middle of th road

well

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i dont see any pigs
runnin to arrest me

there's cameras everywhere man

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he got a bit

taken aback

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only for six yrs so far dude

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doin slaloms over th
traffic island

nippleclamp just

unhinges

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weird articulated

monoshock unicycle

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couldnt count th high fives on friday night

and th usual

devil signs

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one guy even offered me money

but he was normal

after all

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powderfinger
'since you've been gone'
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where's my hat ?

i'm wearing it

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it's alright man

evrybody else

thinks that someone else

gave th wizard something

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it's pretty normal

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why i dont stop and talk more often
not worth my while

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like
singin on street corners

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i played drums
for ten minutes

in the fortitude valley

friday night

i still wasnt disposed to sing

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i've read my diary
i know wot

singin for six hours
in th fortitude valley

on six different street corners

and centre mall

will bring me

sweet fuck all

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unrequited sex
and drugs and rock n roll

isnt art

and it sure as shit isnt

worthwhile

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ludwig van beethoven
'symphony no. 9'(sherzo)
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listening to drunk cunts
tellin ya to get a real job

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take all th buskers out of th valley
and see if you'll walk th street

after midnight

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the black eyed peas
'where is the love'
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there is none

this is brisbane

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one of th worst places in th world to
entertain

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bad crowds

we gotta bad name

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a brizzie boy
punched out

billie connelly
just walked up

onstage and
punched him out

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their security is better now

but not in th street

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although one time

me and michael

had a bouncer

an off duty bouncer

who kept our crowd in line

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dont sing
i shot the sherrif

across from th pig shop
th crowd gets rowdy

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"th pigs had to break up that crowd"

we had fun but

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and me and michael
still had two joints under th bus seat and

two bottles of wine

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"it was a golden age"

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basement jaxx
'where's your head at'
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bottom street corner

of th fortitude valley

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on th bus seat

where ya cant keep boys out of yr lap

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me and michael
would snare th best lookin girl

we could get along with
and put her between us and

chicks like kira hey michael

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and we'd get her to push em off

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when michael left th valley

th place fuckin near died

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then johnno took his axe
to new zealand

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mika

did liekwise

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rock spider is still tootling

mira is still

clubbing

brad is still on th corner

on th mini couch now

jess has been seen

down th bottom end and

brother julian

still plays metallica

thru a pig amp

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but

rock spider

and johnno and
michael and mika and i

played on multiple corners

and all landed together

for th dawn jam

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system of a down
'old school hollywood'
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no-one gives a fuck
who is in th hat

we all been playin
six or seven hours

we're past that

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some of those
dawn jams

on a sunday morn

would have
four drums

five guitars and

a trumpet or two and

a trombone

plus
at least

myself
johnno and

michael all singing

all scenes die

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i played rum for
about five minutes

th fingers warming up slowly
havent been used in so long

looked up and found
four hot women dancing

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