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Tism - Never Mind The Bollocks, Here's The House Of Repre
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Tism - (there's Gonna Be) Sex Tonite
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Tism - 40 Years - Then Death
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Tism - Untz Untz Untz Untz
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Tism - Weddings, Parties, Anything
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Tism - (he'll Never Be An) 'ol Man River
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Tism - (i Think I've Got) Mick Jagger Worked Out
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Tism - (i'm Gonna Sit Right Down And) Whittle Away My Fur
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Tism - A Faceful Of Divertimenti
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Tism - Abscess Makes The Heart Grow Fonder
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Tism - All Homeboys Are Dickheads
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Tism - All Ordinaries Index
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Tism - Anarchy Means Crossing When It Says 'don't Walk'
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Tism - And The Ass Said To The Angel: 'wanna Play Kick To
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Tism - Apology Of The Thai Drug Runner
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Tism - Aussiemandias
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Tism - Australia - The World's Suburb
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Tism - Babies Bite Back
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Tism - Backstage With Ron Hitler
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Tism - Bash This Up Your Ginger
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Tism - Been Caught Wankin'
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Tism - Bfw
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Tism - Bishop = Handjob
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Tism - Boot Party
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Tism - Channel Turd
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Tism - Choose Bad Smack
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Tism - Come Back Dj, Your Record Is Scratched
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Tism - Consumption Tax
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Tism - Dazed And Confucious
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Tism - Death Death Death Amway Amway Amway
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Tism - Defecate On My Face
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Tism - Denial Works For Me
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Tism - Dicktatorship
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Tism - Doug Parkinson Sings Christie Allen
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Tism - Drop The 'tude
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Tism - Dumb 'n' Base
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Tism - Eckermann Is Very Silly
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Tism - Everyone Else Has Had More Sex Than Me
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Tism - Existentialtism
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Tism - Ezra Pound - Axe King
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Tism - Ezra Pound - Axe King 2
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Tism - Father And Son
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Tism - Five Yards
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Tism - Fourteen Years In Rowville
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Tism - Fuck 'em, Fuck 'em - The Lot Of 'em
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Tism - Garbage
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Tism - Gas! Gas! An Ecstacy Of Fumbling
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Tism - Get Thee In My Behind, Satan
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Tism - Get Thee To A Nunnery
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Tism - Gimme Gimme Nervous Breakdown
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Tism - Give Up For Australia
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Tism - Go The Knuckle
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Tism - Gotta Root Out Of It
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Tism - Great Expectorations
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Tism - Greg! The Stop Sign!
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Tism - Hello To All Our New Tism Fans
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Tism - Honk If You Love Fred Durst
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Tism - I Don't Want Tism, I Want A Girlfriend
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Tism - I Drive A Truck
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Tism - I Go Off
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Tism - I Might Be A Cunt, But I'm Not A Fucking Cunt
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Tism - I Shit Me
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Tism - I'll 'ave Ya
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Tism - I'm Interested In Apathy
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Tism - I'm Into Led Zep
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Tism - If You Ever Hear His Name, Harden Not Your Arterie
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Tism - If You Want The Toilet, You're In It
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Tism - If You're Creative, Get Stuffed
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Tism - If You're Not Famous At Fourteen, You're Finished
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Tism - If You're Ugly, Forget It
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Tism - In Defense Of Poetry
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Tism - Jack Elliot's Turf Whinge
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Tism - Jesus Pots The White Ball
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Tism - Johnny To B. Or Not To B. Goode
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Tism - Julius Seizure (act Iii, Scene Ii, Verse 73-118)
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Tism - Jung Talent Time
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Tism - Kate, Fischer Of Men
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Tism - Kevin Borich Expressionism
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Tism - Kevin Borich Expressionism Parts 1,2 And 4
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Tism - Kill Americans
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Tism - Kill Yourself Now And Avoid The Rush
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Tism - Leo's Toltoy
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Tism - Let's Club It To Death
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Tism - Let's Form A Company
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Tism - Life Kills
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Tism - Life Kills 2
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Tism - Lillee Caught Dilly Bowled Milli Vanilli
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Tism - Long Hard Thirst Needs A Big Cold Beer, But I Dr
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Tism - Lose Your Delusion Ii
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Tism - Loser, Losing, Lost
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Tism - Lyric For Jack
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Tism - Martin Scorcese Is Really Quite A Jovial Fellow
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Tism - Michael Hutchence In Hell
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Tism - Michael Jackson's Conveyor Belt
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Tism - Mistah Eliot - He Wanker
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Tism - Morrison Hostel
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Tism - Mourningtown Ride
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Tism - Mr. Ches Baragwanath - State Auditor General
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Tism - My Brilliant Huntington's Chorea
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Tism - My Generation
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Tism - Neighbours - Everybody Loves Good Neighbours
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Tism - Nick Cave And Jim Morrison Play Kick To Kick
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Tism - Opposite Day
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Tism - Play Mistral For Me
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Tism - Professor Derrida Deconstructs
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Tism - Pus
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Tism - Pus Of The Dead
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Tism - Put Your Dog To Sleep
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Tism - Rebel Without A Paunch
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Tism - Recorded By Triple J, Jan 23 1993, Melbourne Showg
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Tism - Ron Hitler Barassi Talks About How He Does It
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Tism - Root
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Tism - Russia
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Tism - Saturday Night Palsy
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Tism - Schoolies Week
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Tism - Sickie
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Tism - State Schools Are Great Schools
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Tism - Strictly Loungeroom
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Tism - Subliminal Satanic Message
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Tism - Take Your Love
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Tism - Tale Of Two Faeces
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Tism - Teenage Fucking Jesus
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Tism - Ten Points For A Razor Scooter
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Tism - The Art-income Dialectic
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Tism - The Australian Guitar Hero Makes His Last Stand
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Tism - The Back Upon Whic Jezza Jumped
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Tism - The Ballad Of John Bonham's Coke Roadie
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Tism - The Ballad Of Paul Keating
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Tism - The Ballad Of The Semetic Nazi
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Tism - The Fosters Carpark Boogie
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Tism - The Judeo-christian Ethic
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Tism - The Law Of Repulsion After Orgasm
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Tism - The Love You Take Equals The Love You Make So Baby
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Tism - The Men's Room
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Tism - The Mordialloc Road Duplicator
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Tism - The Mystery Of The Artist Explained
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Tism - The Only Thing Stopping Me From Being Happier Is T
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Tism - The Parable Of Glenn Mcgrath's Haircut
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Tism - The Tism Boat Hire Offer
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Tism - The Tism Nightsoil Cart And Horse Blues
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Tism - There's More Men In Children Than Wisdom Knows
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Tism - Thou Shalt Not Britney Spear
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Tism - Thunderbirds Are Coming Out
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Tism - Tism Club Song
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Tism - Volare
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Tism - Watering Systems
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Tism - We Are The Champignons
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Tism - Wham Bam Thank You Imam
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Tism - Whatareya
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Tism - While My Catarrh Gently Weeps
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Tism - Whinge Rock
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Tism - Would The Last Person To Leave Please Turn Out The
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Tism - X-treme Sports Can Kiss My Arse
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Tism - Yob
Morrison Hostel
Tism
You're a boozed, selfish thug;
Why don't you give your mouth a go
And in the other hole put a plug?
By Christ you've got a long long way
On a schoolboy's talent with words -
One crappy bit of symbolism
And you're adored by a army of turds.
You're a selfish, rude, arrogant prick;
You're basically pretty stupid;
Your mysticism's a lump of shit,
And so are all the girls you rooted.
So don't talk about being sad and lonely
Or fucking misunderstood
Because underneath that self-pitying phoney
Is a brutal, selfish hood.
I support the police that took you off stage,
I support the fact you bled;
I support the cops who carried you off,
I support the fact you're dead.
I think that you're a troubled guy
And I think that's nothing new;
I think your fans are a bunch of turds
Almost as immature as you.
And when I'm in my supermarket
And some prick pushes in front of my trolley
I'll be reminded of your stinking bravado
And I'll ask the cunt to say sorry.
You fans would excuse any rudeness
Just because it comes from you -
You'd tell them to go drop dead
And they'd say, "Oh, how true, how true, how TRUE."
You need a nine to five job, Jimbo;
You need to get to Flinders St. by train -
Go and find yourself a regular income,
Then you can write a song about pain.
Try and save for the kids' school fees;
Take some care when you drive a car;
Put your rubbish in a bin
You fucking great rock super star.
You've spawned a host of cock-sure shits
Who are nearly always filthy rich,
And think because they're a bit like Jimbo
They can act like stinking pricks:
An army of brainless, arty youth
That look down upon us common plods -
But they barrack for good ol' Jimbo
Like the fucking Richmond cheer squad.
So when you're listening to Morrison Hotel
And Jimbo's in top form
Whining about this harsh cruel world
And the fact he was ever born
Remember that his fans are rapt
And mourning their suffering lives,
And go down and discuss it at Subterrain -
And least, if Daddy'll drive.
Jimbo, king of the private school kids:
The girls from P.L.C.
Who identify with his tortured soul
Because they've got dropped by friend number three,
Who was Kent from Xavier College -
In H.S.C. he got a "A" for English,
And between Jimbo and William Blake
He hasn't the brains to distinguish.
Jimbo, father of a generation
Of private school depression idols;
From Nick Cave on, they don't kill themselves -
Just tell us why they're suicidal.
He's made self-pity legitimate;
It means we'll have to face
One after another artist with integrity,
Like REO Speedwagon - sorry, I meant Hugo Race.
Well, up your arse Jimbo old man,
Up your fucking hole:
You're a prick pure and simple -
It's about time you were told;
And up your arse to all your fans;
Up your arse to your tortured, artistic hell;
And while we're fucking at it,
Up your arse to Morrissey as well;
Up your arse to Robert Smith;
Up your arse to Albert Camus;
All those "I'm suffering for my arty" types,
Jimbo, I blame them all on you.
Anyone who handles life's pain
With a token of mature self examination -
It's time they told these pounces to stick it
Up their bogus self infatuation:
And if you think I'll stop at this,
The answer is, no way, never -
If you think Jim Morrison was a wanker,
Well, Christ - I can rave on like this forever.