Bunyip - Tin Coffin Lyrics

Glove box full of speedin' fines
Rego overdue
Doin' blockies almost every night
Trawlin' for a root
Music crankin' with the windows down
'Best Of Rose Tattoo'
A rusty death machine with faulty brakes
Baldin' tyres and custom plates

I bought her cheap and drive her even cheaper
Tray on the back, five speed, three seater
I love her like she was me wife
And thrash her just the same
Six pack strapped in the baby seat
Durries slidin' on the dash
Chisel blarin' on the radio
Pittie tied up and goin' spack

Runnin' reds and smokin' Winnie Blues
Water spillin' out the bong
Been unemployed for a year or two
Bunt I've always got me work gear on
Fully fangin' in a forty zone
Fourty points for every kid
Steer with me knees while I rip a cone
Nine in the mornin' and I'm off my tits

Maccas wrappers on the passenger seat
Jimmy can in me hand
Acca Dacca on the stereo
Snappin' second around every bend

Tailgate any slow motherf*cker that's in my lane
Overtake and wind the window down and fling a tinnie in their face

I don't abide by any law
Ignorin' every sign
I take my life into my hands each time I dump the clutch and fly