Fun With Science!

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released October 15, 2017

Everything by Steve Allison
Recorded at the Scruffamudda Audio Research Laboratory
Mixed & Mastered by Jack Prest at Emerald City
Artwork by Jon "Gut" Berengut
Contains artificial flavours & colours
May contain traces of nuts

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Scruffamudda Sydney, Australia

Scruffamudda is a mashup of music all evolving from one man, one audience & a looper. Quirky, upbeat tunes are created using voice, drums, percussion, synthesisers, drum machines, guitar, ukulele, childrens' toys & practically anything that makes noise. The Scruffamudda live show is a humorous & interactive experience not be missed! ... more

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Track Name: Get Over Yourself
Get fit
Get a photo
Get it up
Get some get go
Get a Goget
Get a weekend
Get the stuff you can't buy
Peaking
Get a profile
Paint a picture
Get followed
Get a Twitter
Get god level
Get a love heart
Get obsession
Get the best part

Get over yourself...

Get lit
Get ignited
Go on fire
Get excited
Get short-sighted
Get frightened
Did you get a bit?
Enilightened
Get it right
Get it tight
Get a wife
Get a husband
Get a lover
Get a dozen
Have a sad cum with your cousin

Get over yourself...

Get a pic of your dick
Get a selfie stick
Up ya slit
Get it on the internet
Real quick
Coz I've seen that shit
Make me sick
Get glamour on your myth
Get a trick
Coated on
So thick
As a brick
Get laid
Get a job
Get paid
Waste away
Get a grave
Get a headstone made
Never mind what you said
Bone fade
Flesh dead
Get forgotten
Get rotten
All the maggots
Get fed

Get over yourself...
Track Name: Hadron Collider
Full power turbo
Electron accelerator
High speed proton
Smash the particle

Hadron Collider...

E equals MC squared
Approaching light speed
Trip through the multiverse
In my Hadron Collider

Hadron Collider...

Break the atoms
Scientific portal
Travel to the future
Make the big bang

Hadron Collider...
Track Name: Entropy
All this entropy
Softly killing me
Sometimes it's too much to handle
Everything begun
Only comes undone
Like flame burning down a candle
All this entropy working endlessly
To disrupt and to dismantle
All this entropy
Slowly catching up to me...

Try to get things done
Try to control it
But I'm always ending up in a mess
Try to find things
Don't where I put 'em
Coz the entropy takes over my desk

The second law of thermodynamics
States that the entropy will always increase

All this entropy
Softly killing me
Sometimes it's too much to handle
Everything begun
Only comes undone
Like flame burning down a candle
All this entropy working endlessly
To disrupt and to dismantle
All this entropy
Slowly catching up to me...

Try to get ahead
Try to stay afloat
Try to steer your boat
On these rising waters
But everything we do
Is part of the gradual decay into disorder

Disarray now

All this entropy
Softly killing me
Sometimes it's too much to handle
Everything begun
Only comes undone
Like flame burning down a candle
All this entropy working endlessly
To disrupt and to dismantle
All this entropy
Slowly catching up to me...

The second law of thermodynamics
States that the entropy will always increase
Track Name: Night Bus
There will be times in your life when it makes sense to go out on the town and spend every last cent you have on intoxicants. But what goes up must come down, and you're going to have to get yourself home. The problem being that you've missed the last train, have no cash for a cab and are in much too sorry a state for any knight in shining armour to be inclined to come to your assistance.

But never fear for the night bus with shining headlights will gladly pick you up and take you home, no questions asked.

The night bus attracts an interesting breed of human. Those with enough cash for a cab are weeded out. The suits, yuppies and even the hipsters have planned their evenings with enough forethought to avoid the night bus at all costs. You are left with the misfits of society, the fringe-dwellers, students, the occasional shift-worker, but mostly, let's be honest, the severely intoxicated. But there is camaraderie to be found on the night bus. Once aboard, you become one of the gang.

Last time I rode the night bus a girl on the back seat decided to start up a game of Chinese whispers. The first message was passed in a clockwise direction from person to person until it had gone full circle and morphed into something outrageously nonsensical. As was the desired outcome. The next message went in an anti-clockwise direction and all was going swimmmingly until the bloke next to me refused to get close enough to whisper in my ear. I think he thought it gay, and so the game was ruined. How sad is that?

So next time you're on the night bus don't be self-conscious. Get over yourself and rub shoulders with the ragtag gang to which you temporarily belong.
Track Name: Synth Sex
I put my best shoes on
Just in case I might see you
Did my hair in a special way
Hope you like it this way too
Don't know who you are just yet
But I'm hanging to find out
Girls and boys making mess and noise
Isn't that what life's about?

You are there and you look so fine
Time stands still as your eyes meet mine
Then just for a moment I think you're the reason that I live
But no-one knows that's the way it goes and your not the one I'm with

Another gig is coming up
And I heard you might be there
Made a plan that I'd be real cool
Try to act like I don't care
When the night comes to a close
We haven't spoken yet
I try to think of words to say
But I break out in a sweat

You are there and you look so fine
Time stands still as your eyes meet mine
Then just for a moment I think you're the reason that I live
But no-one knows that's the way it goes and your not the one I'm with

I found a photo of you in my phone the other day
Not sure what I felt before but for now it's gone away
Track Name: In An Anemone
I took a snorkel down to the beach, summer's day
Feeling well cool with the fishes in the bay
Deep in the underwater underworld but not a competitor
Marine life can't tell if I'm prey or the predator
I see a sea anemone, "sweet", dive down
Kinda out of my depth, like I might drown
It's sticky, ravenous tentacles swallow me up
It's not a friend to me
That's how I ended up getting stuck
In an anemone
Track Name: Internet
Internet, internet
Do you even internet?
Have you even seen it yet?
Click one more time for the internet
Internet, internet
Do you even internet?
Have you even seen it yet?
Click one more time

I've got wifi
Unlimited
Downloading all the megabytes
Surfing websites
You know how I roll
My mouse on the mousepad
Get online
Check me out on the internet
You can send me an email

Internet, internet
Do you even internet?
Have you even seen it yet?
Click one more time for the internet
Internet, internet
Do you even internet?
Have you even seen it yet?
Click one more time

And I can see where you're lookin'g
I've got a pretty big hard drive
Log on to my router
I've got internet streaming

Internet, internet
Do you even internet?
Have you even seen it yet?
Click one more time for the internet
Internet, internet
Do you even internet?
Have you even seen it yet?
Click one more time

One more time

Internet, internet
Do you even internet?
Have you even seen it yet?
Click one more time for the internet
Internet, internet
Do you even internet?
Have you even seen it yet?
Click one more time
Track Name: Flippin' Teh Rhythm
I'm flippin' the rhythm until it will
And I'm flippin' the rhythm until it won't
I'm flippin' the rhythm until it do
And I'm flippin' the rhythm until don't

Flippin' the rhythm until it don't exist...
Track Name: Bedtime Honey Treats
Bedtime honey treats
Sticky things between the sheets
I lick my fingers when I eat
Bedtime honey treats

I've finished eating dinner
I've watched an episode
I've feed the kitty cat
Washing, I've done a load
I feel like lying down
But I'm not sleepy yet
I put my PJs on and then I start to salivate
No need for cleaning my teeth
Coz I've got something sweet in store
No need to lock the door
Just got some treats lined up is all
Chocolate ice-cream, baklava
Baking muffins, love that smell
Biscuits, jellies, cakes galore
And also salted caramel

Bedtime honey treats
Sticky things between the sheets
I lick my fingers when I eat
Bedtime honey treats

I like that sugar syrup
Poured on my salty nuts
I'm always licking up the cream
Coz I'm a greedy guts
I like the way it feels
Underneath my tongue
I'd like to get me some young coconut
Juicy, yum!
Tasting so fruity
Rum and raisin
Man, I'm blazing on this sugar craving
'Til I'm full of diabetes from my head to my feet
Coz I'm a sugared donut if I am what I eat

Bedtime honey treats
Sticky things between the sheets
I lick my fingers when I eat
Bedtime honey treats
Track Name: I'm Dead (synthetic remix)
I have thoughts therefore I am but what's the meaning of this life?
Life itself is cyclical as sure as day turns into night
I'm no more important than a tree, a worm or even dirt
'Cause it's just dead stars forming all the particles that make the earth

Living seems so special when you're caught up in the patterns
You can pretend but in the end nothing really matters

When I'm dead, you're dead
He's dead, she's dead
And if we're dead then they're dead
Don't care what they said 'cause I'm dead

The universe is scary big and there's an awful lot of time
Travel at the speed of light and you could outlive humankind

But death must be a victory if life is how you win it
I have seen the future, babe, and none of us are in it

Because I'm dead, you're dead
He's dead, she's dead
And if we're dead then they're dead
Don't care what they said 'cause I'm dead
I'm dead

Amy Winehouse and Monroe, Robert Johnson, Brian Jones
Che Guevara, Jimmy Dean on the cover of a magazine
Grace Kelly, Basquiat, Warhol, Michael Jackson, Shirley Temple
Janis Joplin, Kurt Cobain, Miles Davis, John Coltrane
They had style now they're dead, Freddie Mercury gave good head
Hendrix and John Lennon too, Chrissy Amphlett we loved you
Eazy E had attitude, Elvis ate a lot of food
Einstein and Marx knew how to do it, let's get dead there's nothing to it
Dead
I'm dead

I'm dead, you're dead
He's dead, she's dead
And if we're dead then they're dead
Don't care what they said
Because I'm dead, you're dead
He's dead, she's dead
And if we're dead then they're dead
Don't care what they said 'cause I'm dead

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