"Dunny" lyrics
Old country town years past
In my Aunty's outback shithouse
Reading laminated comics
That she kept nailed to the wooden door
Can hear the chooks sing their sad song
Kept short in staccato but I know it
Goes along the lines of saying
I shit eggs every day and I'm tired
There's a farm dog humping his toys
So full of energy is him
Without the room to run around
There's only so much space to buy of stolen land
Go inside for a cup of tea
Stay in the spare room
Hear my uncle either swear or slow clap
Watching the latest footy match
On the back porch with a dart
Pinched between his fingers
As the paper burns red like the sky
And then turns black again
With the comfort of a futon
I raid cupboards for aunty's DVDs
Stay awake look at the ceiling paint
And think of human fragility
So easily entertained by the recycled thoughts of other minds
Kind of like how I sat there
Reading comics
On a dunny last night
In my Aunty's outback shithouse
Reading laminated comics
That she kept nailed to the wooden door
Can hear the chooks sing their sad song
Kept short in staccato but I know it
Goes along the lines of saying
I shit eggs every day and I'm tired
There's a farm dog humping his toys
So full of energy is him
Without the room to run around
There's only so much space to buy of stolen land
Go inside for a cup of tea
Stay in the spare room
Hear my uncle either swear or slow clap
Watching the latest footy match
On the back porch with a dart
Pinched between his fingers
As the paper burns red like the sky
And then turns black again
With the comfort of a futon
I raid cupboards for aunty's DVDs
Stay awake look at the ceiling paint
And think of human fragility
So easily entertained by the recycled thoughts of other minds
Kind of like how I sat there
Reading comics
On a dunny last night
