nation of caners
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We’re a nation of caners
Excusers, explainers
We’re wasting away every night, every day
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Assuring ourselves we’re blameless
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Of everything heading their way
We use and we use, throw away and away
Caning the plains, planing the cane
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Jetting the snuff and snuffing the pain
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Nothing’s enough, nothing’s enough
A sniff on a cuff and a fag to a flame
Downing the foam and filling the drain
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Ravenous men, ravenous girls
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Ravage it all until nothing remains
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Blue yonder, the wonder
Of getting beyond the pale
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Slipping out of the jailed brain to a cage
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We made in a rage of thirst
Thirst for ease, thirst for plunder
Thirst for junk and speed and candour
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Thirst for splendour, a binge, a bender
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Return to sender
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Burn the canopy, churn the blender
Rape the barley, bend the fender
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Burn the embers, burn the embers
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Cane and cane and cane dissenters
Ream the renters, shame the campers
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Stamp the punters through
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Members get a tent to hurl into
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We all know where we are going to
We’re a nation of caners,
And Who could blame us —
Have you seen the state of what
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They left for us to use?
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Have you seen the place
They think it’s fit for humans,
Fit for purpose?
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Purpose being caning, caning,
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Purges in the virgin forest
Urges in the depth of dreaming
Muffled screaming coming
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from the cane.
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Desperate praying underneath the rain.
Consume it all you must
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Or there’ll be never ending pain.
A future filled with cesspits
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of the slain.
A future that we never could
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Explain for all the world
The caner boys, the caner girls
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Buried in their shame.
Nation against nation
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Never sickening of the game..
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We’re a race apart of caners
Floggers, torturers in trainers
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Ostrich headed party planners
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Carry-onners, carry-outers
Flat denial earth’s, science doubters
Flabby thinkers, shabby lovers
Anti-social fatal drinkers
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Shirkers, duckers, divers, wankers
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Blissed and pissed within our blinkers.
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A caning nation
An acidic aberration
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A full-force pillage through
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The gifts of the creation.
Heaven was our source,
The underworld our destination
There are worthless whirls
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of bank notes
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Floating through the station.
Can you hear the desperate praying
Underneath the rain?
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Can you feel the past
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Shoving us on to the train?
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We’re a nation of caners,
And who can blame us?
Mamma lets us follow
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Anywhere our nature takes us.
Fruit loop blitzers
We’ve got a taste for space
And need to fill the void with chasers,
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Need to drink to our disgraces.
Peak grease racers,
We can’t stop until we die
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Pull me back into the bar
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Before I see the sky.
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Baby, you’re working for the man
You’re doing everything you can
The weight of shit you carry round
One day you’re gonna just derail
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Every time I pick you up
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It’s like I’m springing you from jail.
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We’re a nation of caners
Who can blame us?
Transcribed by Americo Jimenez - June 2021