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Salad and Boy Problems
02:16
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I read on the internet that salad makes you smaller
So I ate some and you still found me.
My new exercise regime helped make a quick escape easy
But you never got the hint yeah you chased after me.
Run run run run away again,
Run run run run away again,
Isn’t there somewhere that you’d rather be?
Can it be further away from me?
Is that a drink in your right hand?
Better finish it off so we know you’re a man.
Fuck me and fuck you, do we have to fuck the bus again?
I suppose if we don’t you’ll have to find new friends.
Run run run run away again,
Run run run run away again,
Isn’t there somewhere that you’d rather be?
Can it be further away from me?
Using sex as leverage is pretty weak shit
And if you made your bed hoping to fuck me in it
You’re better off moving halfway across the world
To ruin the self-esteem of some Canadian girls.
Run run run run away again,
Run run run run away again,
And you’ll never ruin my day again,
Leave me in such a state again,
But I think I’m done with hating men.
And I’m sorry I talk about you like you’re dirt
But that “Fuck Tony Abbott” t-shirt you wear,
Is far less edgy when you realise that you’re just like him.
Run run run run away again,
Run run run run away again,
Isn’t there somewhere that you’d rather be?
Can it be further away from me?
I read on the internet that salad makes you smaller
I read on the internet that salad makes you smaller
Oh I read on the internet that salad makes you smaller
One day I’ll just disappear!
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Horsies
02:44
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Your eyeliner is far too heavy
No wonder you can’t open your eyes.
You can’t open your eyes.
You’re so fucked you can’t even stand steady
But those shoes make you look six foot high.
You look six foot high.
The most fascinating thing about you is your fascinator.
Those beasts you think you love so much they’ll be turned to glue later.
You’ll be home in bed by then, planning next time with your friends
That you’ll be watching midgets riding doomed horses again.
Your boat shoes will never see the sea but they might walk you into some girl’s dormitory.
Some girl’s dormitory.
Pay twelve bucks for a shitty can of VB, you and your mates can still be legendary.
Still be legendary.
You’re as cheap and nasty as your suit.
If that horse loses it’s not you they’ll shoot.
What if it was the other way round?
Flip the script upside down
And put a horse on your back sprinting around.
It’s abhorrent to me that you can’t see past
This bizarre notion you have of class.
Fuck the races we’d be better off eating grass.
If I were a horse I think I’d sue
Using metal to make my fucking shoes?
Don’t you arseholes have something better to do?
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Angry Reacts Only
03:53
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It’s so easy to give a grand of your not so hard-earned to a cause
So easy you had time to post it online for sweet synthetic applause.
And if a tree falls in the forest and it doesn’t go viral did it even make a sound?
In a world of seven billion most don’t care but you’re so proud.
You’re so proud.
Private school never taught you anything if you’re life’s about
Letting people see the open wounds that you never cleaned out.
And I bet you can love anyone with enough MDMA
But what’s the point of love when someone else has paid your way.
You’ve been flown across the world to find somewhere you can call home
And you’ve finally found it sat behind a computer screen all alone.
All of the likes from all the people that you may or may not know don’t make you any more likeable
And of your thousand friends which ones will show up to your funeral?
Private school never taught you anything if you’re life’s about
Letting people see the open wounds that you never cleaned out.
And I bet you can love anyone with enough MDMA
But what’s the point of love when someone else has paid your way.
You’re no one’s protégé
Just a sneaky stowaway
On your daddy’s money train.
Choo choo mother fucker, it’s your free ride coming to an end.
If you need help I’m sure you can ask one of your thousand friends.
Choo choo mother fucker, it’s the sound of the money train pulling in.
I hope your online persona is enough to cover your pathetic skin.
Private school never taught you anything if you’re life’s about
Letting people see the open wounds that you never cleaned out.
And I bet you can love anyone with enough MDMA
But what’s the point of love when someone else has paid your way.
Choo choo mother fucker, it’s your free ride coming to an end.
Choo choo mother fucker, it’s your free ride coming to an end.
Choo choo mother fucker, it’s the sound of the money train pulling in.
Choo choo mother fucker, it’s the sound of the money train pulling in.
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