Self​-​Radicalised! :)

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released December 14, 2018

Everything by Steve Allison except;
Track 9 features Amanda Davis & Mitchell Kwanten of Bow and Arrow
Track 10 includes a live recording from a gig at LazyBones Lounge
Track 1 & 6 have a couple of ad libs by Jack Prest of Future Love Hangover

Recorded at the Scruffamudda Audio Research Laboratory except;
Track 1, 3 & 6 ad libs recorded at Emerald City
Track 8 drums recorded at Golden Retriever
Track 9 vocals recorded at Songbird

Mixed & mastered by Jack Prest at Emerald City

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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: What Do You?
Chorus:
What do you want to be when you're grown?
Something to set you free, call your own
Don't tell me that you feel you're too old
There's time and space, expand, break the mould
What do you want to be when you're grown?

What do you?
What do you?
What do you do?

They say it's never too late to pick up something new
So are you doing the thing you really want to do?
Because in time and in space there's only one of you
And time is not on your side so make your dreams come true

What do you?
What do you?
What do you do?

Because the stories you tell about yourself aren't true
Forever rewriting facts and changing points of view
But it's no fault of your own your memory goes askew
At least it gives you the chance to be a brand new you

Chorus

What do you?
What do you?
What do you do?

So don't be waiting around for change to come to you
You've gotta get off your butt and build this world anew
Coz time is not on your side and there's a lot to do
And if you want things to change it all begins with you

Chorus
Track Name: I Hate Sex
I hate boys and I hate girls
I hate sex all around the world
Come on

I hate blokes and I hate sheilahs
I hate grunters and I hate squealers

I'm not hetero, bi or homosexual
I hate sex with any individual

I hate dudes that pretend they're ladies
But not as much as I hate straighty one-eighties

Sex

I hate sex coz I might get rabies
I hate sex coz you might have babies

If we were a little bit less seductive
Maybe we'd also be more productive

Still there's an urge and I can't ignore it
I hate sex but I'm gagging for it

Sex

I hate sex coz it stains the covers
With the bodily fluid of my lovers

I hate sex for the complications
To be honest I prefer masturbation
Track Name: Between 2 Evils
We're stuck between
Two evils now
Humanity
Sort your shit out

Gotta spit
Gonna get lit
Can I drop this shit and u dance to it?
Legit
Fully sick
Selling quick
Stock options
Concoctions
Noxious glitch
Don't mix
Water and oil
On the boil
Human toil
Killing soil
Can't be loyal
To this hypocrisy
Of faux democracy
Two party systems
What's the difference?
No change gonna come our way
Not today
Paper money holding sway
Put it away
We're not gonna be OK
'Til we find another way

This world is spinning true
But not for me and you

We're stuck between
Two evils now
Humanity
Sort your shit out

Check the trajectory
Headed for tragedy
Extinctions
Emissions
Useless opinions
From corrupt politicians
Enough's enough
Gotta find a new way to do this stuff
Gotta give up
Let go our guilty pleasures
It's too late for token measures
Earth can't give unending treasures
Resources won't last forever
Gotta find something fresh
Sustainability or death
Reach out
Embrace the new
Not what would Jesus do

This world is spinning true
But not for me and you

We're stuck between
Two evils now
No choice it seems
'Til we throw out
The old regime
Two evils now
Humanity
Sort your shit out
Track Name: Love Trumps Fear
Sometimes when I'm tripping
Really high on psychedelics
I feel everything's connected
But not like gripping
More like woven into fabrics
Joined together with a loose thread
And I'm no hippy
But in terms of the schematics
All the matter that existed
Without or within
Is all part of an organic whole
And tethered to one system

Chorus:
You and I exist together
We're all part of one forever
Time won't wait it's now or never
Love trumps fear let's join together

So what you're giving's what you're getting
It'll come back
Gonna catch up with you
No separating
There's a million points of contact
Between everything around you
It warrants thinking
How we're living gotta unpack
All the baggage get a clear view
Coz when we're hearing all this fearing
It's not fact
It's just a bunch of fake news

Chorus

Love trumps fear
Get it in your ear
Gotta hear this
No hate
Take a breath wait
We create reality
It's only what we make it
So take it and run with it
Acceptance
No need to fight it
Don't you wanna feel the flow?
Let go
Quit dwelling on the negatives
It's relative
We're part of bigger things
Connected to this spinning rock
We're all in this together
It's never us and them
There's ties that can't be severed
So fuck the fear that holds you tight
Embrace a little love and light
Feed fuel to the glow
You'll reap what you sow
As long as we're all still here
Love trumps fear

Chorus
Track Name: Priest w/ a Boner
He's a priest with a boner
And it don't seem right
It's so hard to be a loner
On a Saturday night

He's a priest with a boner
No one understands
He's gonna bend you over
You're gonna take it like a man

And when you feel the priest go up inside
Ain't nothing you can do nowhere to run and hide
Oh no

He's a priest with a boner
And a celibate vow
But it's so hard to be a loner
Can't we change the rules now?
Track Name: Secret Raves
Friday night and I'm gonna get lit
Looking for a hang where the music ain't shit
Going off radar just for a bit
Coz what I got planned ain't strictly legit
Heading underground coz that's where it's at
Secret Raves where the bass is fat
Text message coming through on the phone
Address and venue lock and load
Party vibes bigger than the room can take
We all off our face but respecting space
No cops no nanny state within these walls
But we look after one another we got love for all
That's why we keep it off the books
Undercover
Find your nook
Legality
Stifling creativity
In the community
Keep it opened up
Anarchic
Who gives a fuck
If I wanna down some shrooms
Drop a tab
Or smoke it up?

Chorus:
I'll go underground any day
Live my life in Secret Raves
Throw my real world cares away
I'll live out my days inside Secret Raves OK

We're all here to get loose and have a good time
Unadvertised just through the grapevine
Big systems live visuals and fresh rhymes
Sub culture collectives make legit shit look well shite
Getting deeper in the trance feeling so high
Mine is yours have a hug have some red wine
Maybe get another bump from the sound guy
Is that a joint going round can I have a try
Oh wow
Feeling it now
Room spinning
Sound slowing
I gotta sit down

Chorus

Keep it off the books
Undercover
Find your nook
Legality
Stifling creativity
In the community
Keep it opened up
Anarchic
Who gives a fuck
If I wanna down some shrooms
Drop a tab
Or smoke it up?
Track Name: Pingas
Pingas

We've only got a week or so left before the pingas stop working

Pingas
Track Name: Busted
Busted
My hands in cuffs
Rusted
From years of service
They've served their purpose
To lock up those of us
With fairy dust
Or some leaf in our pocket
Protecting us from us
And you from you
And me from me
But why should I cop it?
Tossed about by boys in blue
Beaten bruised
These coppers have lost it
I have my dignity
Morality
Integrity
And what I want to eat
Or smoke or breathe
Is solely up to me
Until you try it don't knock it
But here I be
A detainee
A criminal
A threat to society
For smoking weed
Repeat that please?
For smoking weed?
Get fucked

Chorus:
I Just wanted to get dusted
Now I'm getting busted
Quotas on the rise
And cops can't be trusted
Power trip
Branded criminal
I ain't done shit

The laws are skewed
Protect the few
But push those on the fringe
Off edge into debt
More sweat
Paying fines
Doing time
No escape from the daily grind
But check your privilege
Coz the First Australians
Face the highest level of incarceration
No second second thought
Or consideration
That we broke the law
When we took this nation

Chorus

Cops are a problem
Not the solution
We need to change the culture of this institution
Full of tough guys looking for confrontation
They only serve to escalate the situation

Chorus
Track Name: The Myna Bird (ft. Bow and Arrow)
Gus is a driver ferrying fruit
A pallet of peaches in the back of the ute
Ready to take off and in the driveway sits a myna bird
Gus honks his horn to say
"Get out the way or you die"

Meryl is the forementioned common myna
Pecking at a bug on the driveway minding
Her own business "what's all this fuss?"
She ruffles up her feathers and responds to Gus
"I'll move in my own good time"

Gus says "Meryl you're a pest in this town
I'll be doing a good deed if I take off and run you down
The native birds will fill the garden"
He revs his engine just to say once again
"Get out the way or you die"

Kylie is a kookaburra up on a rafter
She's seen the scene and bursts into laughter
"Your argument is quite absurd
You're no better than the myna bird
You must be out of your mind"

Gus doesn't like what he is hearing
But Kylie continues "I've been here since way back when
And I can tell you man
You've changed the face of this beautiful land
Can't keep pretending it's fine"

"Like the myna bird you're an introduced species
They may eat your fruit
And compete for nesting space in the branches
But you took this land from it's inhabitants
Can't keep pretending it's fine"

Gus gets sheepish and looks to Meryl
"I've been taken down to your level
A pest that overruns the native species
Whose ancestors never even signed a treaty
We must be out of our minds"

Meryl the myna bird looks to Kylie
She flaps her wings and speaks up shyly
"If we want to build a harmonious nation
We must make amends with the first Australians
Let's sign a treaty it's time"
Can't keep pretending it's fine
Let's sign a treaty it's time

Always was always will be
Aboriginal land
Track Name: Fight!
Yeah boy

I'm a tough guy, born to hustle
Tight shirt gonna show my muscle
Might hurt when I go ballistic
Got a short fue and unrealistic
Dumb things down to the simplistic
Brute force trumps logical thinking
It gets worse when I go out drinking
Tempers flare and it's...

Fight!

In the morning I go buy a coffee
It's a thing that I'm doing oftly
Can't take these pleasures off me
Walking up the road as the wind blows softly
Stepped up for my cappucino
Girl pushed in said it was her go
I thought she'd know it was a no-no
Tempers flare and it's...

Fight!

It's fear that sparks violent behaviour
Gut instincts do us no favours
Shoot first ask questions later
Reptilian brain meets human nature
Some people aren't so bright
And anything new gives them a fright
Instead of trying to do what's right
Adrenalin kicks in and it's flight or fight

Fight!
Track Name: Hell No Dawg
Chorus:
O o hell no dog
O o hell no dog
O o hell no dog
Get them trouble away
Get them trouble away lord
Get them trouble away

Work my fingers to the bone just to get you a feed
You tax my time and I can't believe
You still expect me to play ball
When you dig up the yard and that's not all
Your demands intrude on my daily life
Stay out of my bed you're not my wife
And all you seem to cause is strife and woe

Chorus

Sometimes it don't seem like I'm your master
Each rule I make you break it faster
Keeping you in line is a disaster
Can't you pull your weight lazy bastard
You lie around while I'm at work
Messing things up like some kind of jerk
And there's no communication coz there ain't no common language that we know

Chorus
Track Name: Sour Rainbow
I wake up to the sounds of industry
And rub my red eyes with a frown
I hear the tradesmen digging under me
The orange vests that run this town

As the yellow sunlight beams into my room
I'm reminded not to feel too down
But all the green fields that I ever knew and wandered through
Are paved with concrete on the ground

Full spectrum of colour all I feel is blue
Looking out my window all the time
At the purple flowers that I grew on the sill
Still
I'm in a sour rainbow frame of mind

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