1. |
Mr Wakefield
03:39
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Good morning Mr Wakefield
How do you sleep at night?
No need to visit Otago
All you need is a rich rich rich wife
Original golddigger
New Zealand company
Conveyor belt colonists
Celebrate your crimes
Celebrate your ingenuity
Celebrate your innovation, profiteering
If only better folk had streets named after them
Celebrate your crimes
Do the women think of nothing
But wool, mutton and pork
Society of females
Society of the fairer sex
Or just the sex
Or just the S-E-X
New Zealand company
Conveyor belt colonists
Celebrate your crimes
Celebrate your ingenuity
Celebrate your innovation, profiteering
If only better folk had streets named after them
Celebrate your crimes
Celebrate your crimes
Celebrate your ingenuity
Celebrate your innovation, profiteering
If only better folk had streets named after them
Celebrate your crimes
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2. |
Witch Hunt
03:28
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3. |
Ovligations
03:30
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You aren't getting any younger
Lines spread across your face
Don't you want your life to have meaning?
A life without regret
If you're into meditation or self-medication,
or herbal cultivation or you're the head of the nation
Avocado mastication, three day vacation,
It's time to change your life station, your new job's procreation
You're a woman of a certain age
You're a witch of a certain age
You're a Wiccan of a certain age
It's biology
God knows it's meant to be
You'll feel different when you're older, honey
It's not your decision
If you're into meditation or self-medication,
or herbal cultivation or you're the head of the nation
Avocado mastication, three day vacation,
It's time to change your life station, your new job's procreation
You're a woman of a certain age
You're a witch of a certain age
You're a Wiccan of a certain age
That body clock must be tickin'
That thing is ready to blow
You're clucky like a chicken
That thing is ready to go
If you're into meditation or self-medication,
or herbal cultivation or you're the head of the nation
Avocado mastication, three day vacation,
It's time to change your life station, your new job's procreation
You're a woman of a certain age
You're a witch of a certain age
You're a Wiccan of a certain age
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4. |
Little Fossil
03:47
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5. |
Man the Station
02:39
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6. |
Colin
03:11
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7. |
Gerardus Mercator
03:08
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8. |
Whiteby
02:41
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9. |
Paleo Man
02:58
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10. |
Agapanthus
02:22
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11. |
Purrfect World
03:42
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If only all the cats grow into kittens
If only everything else grow into cats
Then the whole world would be full of kittens
Can you hear meow? Meow
Can you hear a woof? No
Poop eat play purr
Eat play sleep purr
Sleep sleep sleep sleep
How can something be so cute!?
Poop eat play purr
Eat play sleep purr
Sleep sleep sleep sleep
How can something be so cute!?
If only all piecharts turned into pies
If only everything else turned into piecharts
Then the whole world would be full of pies
Can you pass the sauce? Yes
Can you see a square? No
Poop eat play purr
Eat play sleep purr
Sleep sleep sleep sleep
How can something be so cute!?
Poop eat play purr
Eat play sleep purr
Sleep sleep sleep sleep
How can something be so cute!?
Pink nose, pink paws
Tinkle bell, fluffy tail
Soft ears, tiger fur
Snuggle puss, snuggle puss
Pink nose, pink paws
Tinkle bell, fluffy tail
Soft ears, tiger fur
Snuggle puss, snuggle puss
If only all the cats grow into kittens
If only everything else grow into cats
Then the whole world would be full of kittens
Can you hear a meow? Meow
Can you hear a woof? No
Poop eat play purr
Eat play sleep purr
Sleep sleep sleep sleep
How can something be so cute!?
Poop eat play purr
Eat play sleep purr
Sleep sleep sleep sleep
How can something be so cute!?
How can something be so cute!?
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Housewitches Wellington, New Zealand
The Socialised Union of Housewitches writes happy songs for cynical souls.
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