1. |
Miss Pingers
02:30
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I miss pingers
We miss pingers
You miss pingers
Yeah we all miss pingers
I miss pingers
We miss pingers
You miss pingers
Yeah we all miss pingers
Drop a mitsubishi or a brown transformer
30 mins later and ya face is getting warmer
Starting to feel good
Starting to chain smoke
I need some chewy, my jaw it won't cope.
Gurning away, off my dial
Fuck I'm lovin it but I can't smile
Parties with pills and big weekends
Lets get munted with our friends!
I miss pingers
We miss pingers
You miss pingers
Yeah we all miss pingers
I miss pingers
We miss pingers
You miss pingers
Yeah we all miss pingers
Whats it gonna take to bring pingers back
I'm sick of eating ajax and ratsack
Dinner plate pupils is what we wanna see
is it too much to ask for good ecstasy
Ahhhhh I miss pingers
Ahhhhhh I miss ekkies
Give me some fucking MDMA!
I miss pingers
We miss pingers
You miss pingers
Yeah we all miss pingers
I miss pingers
We miss pingers
You miss pingers
Yeah we all miss pingers
What's it gonna take
What's it gonna take
What's it gonna take
To bring pingers back
What's it gonna take
What's it gonna take
What's it gonna take
To bring pingers back
What's it gonna take
What's it gonna take
What's it gonna take
To bring pingers back
What's it gonna take
What's it gonna take
What's it gonna take
To bring pingers back
BRING PINGERS BACK
BRING PINGERS BACK
BRING PINGERS BACK
BRING PINGERS BACK
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2. |
Let's Get A Bag
00:59
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Hey Teags what are you doing after the show?
I don't even know how the fuck I'm getting home dude
Should we get a bag?
Let's get a bag
Let's get A bag
Let's get a bag
Let's get A bag
Roll up a note jam it in my nose
One big whiff and I'm ready to go
Fuck yeah let's snort nose beers motherfuckers!
Straight off the scale then one big inhale
Let's get a bag
Let's get A bag
Let's get a bag
Let's get a baggggggg
Bags!
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3. |
Drinkin
01:54
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Let’s go fucking drinking
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkin
Last day of summer, hit the lake, gonna drink margaritas
Then the pub, free pool and they might even feed us
Kick ons at yours, or mine, who’s gonna give us a ride?
Don’t need permission, just drinks and don’t ruin the vibe
Next day, gotta work, lifting shit in the rain
Fuck yeah, lets go hit the pub again
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkin
Next morning when I wake up my head is pounding
Imma need more booze put it my coffee
Making friends, spewing up, getting done drink driving
Lost my phone, lost my keys, should we be driving?
What the fucks going on, why is some drunk cunt always fighting?
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkin
Let's go fucking drinkinnnnngggg!
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4. |
Speed Signs
02:25
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Nooooo, we aint gonna do what you say
Shut the fuck up, go away
Nooooo, we aint gonna do what you say
Shut the fuck up, go away
Ahh who the fuck are you sticking speedsigns around town
Slow us all down your not tryna keep us safe
Your a fucking cop and you just want our money ya dog
You don't serve or protect no fucking town
Ahh now I've been busted driving a little bit fucking faster than your sign says
and some dickhead in a blue uniform pulls me over and that dickhead
gets paid to take away my dough!
Nooooo, we aint gonna do what you say
Shut the fuck up, go away
Nooooo, we aint gonna do what you say
Shut the fuck up, go away
Ahhhh going fast feels fun and you can't take that from me
Who the fuck do you think you are
Telling me how to live, what to do and how to be
Oh you went to fucking bootcamp and ya learnt how to be a fucking police officer
Fuck you ya little dog, your a sheep, your a fucking rat
And I'm not listening to you koz unlike you cunt I'm free!
Nooooo, we aint gonna do what you say
Shut the fuck up, go away
Nooooo, we aint gonna do what you say
Shut the fuck up, go away
Nooooo, we aint gonna do what you say
Shut the fuck up
Nooooo, we aint gonna do what you say
Shut the fuck up, go away
Nooooo, we aint gonna do what you say
Shut the fuck up, go away
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5. |
Suck My Fist
03:30
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Cyclist, Suck my fist
Cyclist, Suck my fist
You don't get the clit koz your a piece of shit
Cyclist, Suck my fist
Cyclist, Suck my fist
Cyclist, Suck my fist
Stay off the road you fucking idiot
Cyclist, Suck my fist
Cyclist, Suck my fist
Cyclist, Suck my fist
You don't get the clit koz your a piece of shit
Cyclist, Suck my fist
Cyclist, Suck my fist
Cyclist, Suck my fist
Stay off the road you fucking idiot
Cyclist, Suck my fist
What are they thinking?
Cyclist, Suck my fist
Cyclist, Suck my fist
You don't get the clit koz your a piece of shit
Cyclist, Suck my fist
Cyclist, Suck my fist
Cyclist, Suck my fist
Stay off the road you fucking idiot
Cyclist, Suck my fist
Cyclist, Suck my fist
Cyclist, Suck my fist
You don't get the clit koz your a piece of shit
Cyclist, Suck my fist
Cyclist, Suck my fist
Cyclist, Suck my fist
Get off the road you fucking idiot
Cyclist, Suck my fist
Mate, Lycra looks bad on everyone!
Fuck those cunts one more time
Cyclist, Suck my fist
Cyclist, Suck my fist
Stay off the road you fucking idiot
Cyclist, Suck my fist
Cyclist, Suck my fist
Cyclist, Suck my fist
You don't get the clit koz your a piece of shit
Cyclist, Suck my fist
Cyclist, Suck my fist
Cyclist, Suck my fist
Stay off the road you fucking idiot
Cyclist, Suck my fist
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6. |
Gotta Let Em Know
03:35
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From the south coast to the mountains
Gotta gotta let 'em know
True sounds of a revolution
Gotta gotta let 'em know
When I see what you can't see
Gotta gotta let 'em know
United we stand divided we fall
Gotta gotta let 'em know
Oi oi oi oi oi oi oiiiiiiii
Big booger hanging out ya nose
Gotta gotta let 'em know
Ya fly is down, undies exposed
Gotta gotta let 'em know
Mascara leaks, it's running down ya cheeks
Gotta gotta let 'em know
Ya need a shower, ya BO reaks
Gotta gotta let 'em know
Say I'm crazy
Just keeping real
I know myself
How this shame it feels
Can't believe
What I've said
What has become of me?
What has become of me?
Dude there's food stuck in your beard
Gotta gotta let 'em know
Your new mrs, she is weird
Gotta gotta let 'em know
Big yellow pimple staring back at me
Gotta gotta let 'em know
Bro you're getting fat, can't you see?
Gotta gotta let 'em know
Say I'm crazy
Just keeping real
I know myself
How this shame it feels
Can't believe
What I've said
What has become of me?
What has become of me?
Alright we know what this songs about
Just be a good mate
Just be a good bro
Fucking let 'em know
You gotta
You gotta
You gotta
You gotta
You gotta
You gotta
Ya gotta fucking let 'em know
Woah
Gotta gotta let 'em know
I gotta gotta go
Gotta gotta let 'em know
I gotta gotta go
Gotta gotta let 'em know
I gotta gotta go
gotta get out of here
Steeno
Gotta fucking let 'em know
Gotta fucking let 'em know
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7. |
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Fuck you. Stop telling me what to do
Fuck you. Stop telling me what to do
Fuck you. Stop telling me what to do
Fuck you. Stop telling me what to do
Fuck big corporations
Fuck those institutions
You should all be in fucking prison
Your a bunch of wankers
Fuck you. Stop telling me what to do
Fuck you. Stop telling me what to do
Fuck you. Stop telling me what to do
Fuck you. Stop telling me what to do
"
Fuck all your systems"
Our poor health it feeds the rich
You've murdered our education
And there is no fucking justice
Fuck you. Stop telling me what to do
Fuck you. Stop telling me what to do
Fuck you. Stop telling me what to do
Fuck you. Stop telling me what to fucking do
I'm fucking done with being bossed around
Don't even get me started on fucking religion
And fuck the government!
Fuck you. Stop telling me what to do
Fuck you. Stop telling me what to do
Fuck you. Stop telling me what to do
Fuck you. Stop telling me what to fucking do
Ya dogs!
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8. |
BCE
02:52
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BCE
She's got that BCE
She's got that BCE
She's got BIG CLIT ENERGY
BCE
She's got that BCE
She's got that BCE
She's got BIG CLIT ENERGYYYYY
We wanna see more clits
Up the front in the pit
Koz big tough dudes just swing their dicks
Get your fucking clits out
BCE
She's got that BCE
She's got that BCE
She's got BIG CLIT ENERGY
BCE
She's got that BCE
She's got that BCE
She's got BIG CLIT ENERGYYYYY
I'm up here yelling at everyone
I don't give a fuck where you piss from
You can stand or sit just don't talk shit
Alright
This is for the little girls with big clits
To the big guys with little fucking dicks
When I'm swinging in the pits
Where is I swing I never miss
You can't find too many clits
That can do it better than this
My name is Teagz
And I like to scream
I'm coming at you cunts with
BIG CLIT ENERGY
BCE
We want to hear you scream
Get up, Let's go.
BIG CLITS LITTLE DICKS
BIG CLITS LITTLE DICKS
BIG CLITS LITTLE DICKS
BIG CLITS LITTLE DICKS
BIG CLITS LITTLE DICKS
BIG CLITS LITTLE DICKS
Those big tough cunts they aint got shit
BIG CLITS LITTLE DICKS
BIG CLITS LITTLE DICKS
BIG FUCKING CLITS AND LITTLE DICKS
BIG CLITS LITTLE DICKS
BIG CLITS LITTLE DICKS
BIG CLITS LITTLE DICKS
BCE BABY!
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The Pingers Cooma, Australia
The Pingers are a four peice punk band from the Snowy Mountains region of New South Wales, Australia. The band’s music is known for its simplicity, energy and catchiness. Their live shows are a guaranteed partystarter with plenty of crowd involvement. BRING. PINGERS. BACK. ... more
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