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They'll strip ya talent like the paint off a Valiant There is nothing valiant than gettin people's hopes and dreams and fucking it These cunts see you as revenue Work your arse off then they'll fucking take a shit on you They'll ride you like a filly in the fifth at Flemington Now you're having smoko with codeine and a lamington These fuckers are in it to win it So don't think for a minute they won't tear up your contract and bin it Who's gonna pay back your debt You rented a Hi-ace, this cunt owns a Corvette Flip you like two up Like your pockets spewed up Stanley Knife what's the range? I've got this bloodsucker in my sight I can smell him on the wind the scent is strong Armani and panic Fuck around in the bush you get bitten Fuck around in the scrub you get stung The leeches are out to feed We are the salt on you cunts Dinners with hob knobs to give you a sell Come home from a tour you can't feed yourself (what the fuck) Everyone seems to make money but the band Now you're screeding concrete and it's cash in hand Ya thinking about what went wrong While some talentless pig gets his arse licked in Hong Kong Exploit you because you're creative No wonder you're jaded Fuck around in the bush you get bitten. Fuck around in the scrub you get stung The leeches are out to feed We are the salt on you cunts Fuck around in the bush you get bitten. Fuck around in the scrub you get stung The leeches are out to feed We are the salt on you cunts We are the salt on you cunts Your BMW doesn't mean fuck all out here Your suit is torn and your face is gripped with fear Righto pinecone I see him He's right through those trees there mate Take the shot Take the shot Take the fucking shot Take the shot Orr Fucken got him ay Calm down mate it's almost over Stanley knife got the blade for the ones you fucked over And stood over for the cash in the clout Reckon it's fucken time that you feed us now Fuck around in the bush you get bitten Fuck around in the scrub you get stung The leeches are out to feed We are the salt on you cunts Fuck around in the bush you get bitten Fuck around in the scrub you get stung Now it's our time to feed We are the salt on you cunts Hey Stanley knife chuck us some of that rich fatty backstrap Here ya go Tastes Fucken good ay Fuck yer Don't need no salt though Cause we are the fucken salt Orrr I'm fucken full as a goog ay Might need a lie down