Avant garde, no?

This song has gotten longer as the months have advanced.

Here is what it looked like:

HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY
BLOW UP CHAPEL STREET TODAY
BUNCH OF WANKERS IN WANKY CARS
DOING ICE IN TRENDY BARS
CHUCK A PIPE BOMB IN BOUTIQUE
THERE WON'T BE NO EYE THIS WEEK
HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY...
BLOW UP CHAPEL STREET TODAY!

And this is what it looks like now:

Hey Hey Hey / Hey Hey Hey
Blow up Chapel Street today
Bunch of yuppies in wanker cars
Doing ice in trendy bars
Woah-oh chuck a pipe bomb in Boutique
There won't be no Eye this week

Hey Hey Hey / Burn it down
Burn it down / To the ground
I'll be the best dressed terrorist
In all of the street press
The best dressed terrorist
In all of the street press

Suicide belts are in this week
And C-4's lookin' pretty chic
What will Beat and Inpress say?
When we've blown them all away
Basking in the orange glow
Polo shirts strewn across the road

Hey Hey Hey / Burn it down
Burn it down to the ground
I'll be the best dressed terrorist
In all of the street press
Best dressed terrorist
In all of the street press

Sure, Brunswick's full of skivvied knobs
And Preston's full of drunken yobs
We'll set a trap to maim and kill
On Queen's Parade in Clifton Hill
We'll blow up Richmond, Fitzroy too
But all of them can join the Kew
Because today, my one desire
Is to cleanse old Chapel Street with fire

I won't rest, til St Kilda's smoking
Please don't tell ASIO we ain't joking
Burn it down, yeah to the ground
I said burn that mother down!

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Stick it up your clacker, Fleur Adock! That's fucken poetry if ever I seen it!

[P.S. gentle readers, AdCOCK! Juvenile, I know. Grow up, Fleur.]

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