Shit Tatts

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released September 19, 2016

Recorded and Mixed by Max Ducker at Cellar Sessions Studios

Mastered by Al Smith at Bargerk! Studios

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Shit Tatts Melbourne, Australia

Shit Tatts play widescreen garage punk. They pack a goon-bag full of imagination and a knack for knocking the sense out of things

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Track Name: No Place Like Home
No Place Like Home

There’ll be no phone call,
Coz I falter and I stall,
too tired for a chat,
too tired to scratch your back
There’ll be no phone call and I’m just sitting round at home,
Too tired to go to bed and trying to be alone,
I don’t wanna be a zero or a hero hearted true
I don’t wanna be ecstatic but I don’t these blues
And I say…

My phone is disconnected but the house calls never stop,
people always coming round like seconds on the clock

And it’s no holds barred, 15 trippers in my yard
Beers in my fridge I’m not allowed to pinch
don’t wanna pay rent but don’t know where I’ll be sent
My mind is always bent I never meant a word I said,
Yet I say

My Phone is disconnected but the house calls never stop,
I never thought I’d ever think I need to get to get a lock,
On a mission for transmission to some people I can trust,
Schemes and scams, dreams and plans are gathering dust

And here I go again, feeling like I’ve been sent
To do something alright but I get messed up every night
I’d say it’s not my fault but, I’m too tired to revolt, so
I sit here in this hole with all this loose shit going on,
And I say,
(There’s no place like home) x 4
My Phone is disconnected but the house calls never stop,
I never thought I’d ever think I need to get to get a lock,
I know that I’ll regret it when you walk out of my life,
and I’ll be stuck sleeping on the end of this knife….
I’ll be stuck sleeping on the end of this knife…. X2

There’s No,
Place,
like,,,

NO
PLACE
LIKE
HOME
Track Name: Smash Truckin
Daddy eats the burger,
Baby eats the fries,
Mumma has the drink
And they’re all gonna die...

Man falls down
Step over the clown,
If he’s got a wallet,
Then buy another round

My life played out on TV screens,
My dreams are someone else’s screams,


Got the disease!
If I sneeze in the breeze,
You’re gone!


Got a mate that I chopped up and ate
He’s not really dead he’s just changing state

Body bags at least I got some new mags
Chop the pigs to sausage and burn the bloody rags

What have I become like a Santa on the run
Bring the people presents as I chop them into chum
Track Name: Moderate
If I spend more time straight,
Then I will achieve my goal that is too moderate.

No more 8am lock-ins or other distractions,
Solitary drunks and fatal attractions,
Got to move forward in all of my choices,
I’ve got to find balance, I’ve got to moderate

I got to moderate and that’s a fact,
Too much wasted time flat on my back,
Even more time wasted on my feet,
I’ll tell ya straight mate, “Not tonight
I’ve got to moderate”

I’ve got to moderate x2
I’ve forgotten why…
I’ll tell you tomorrow, when I’m not high
When I’m straight mate,

I’ve got to moderate

“It’s now or never…”

There’s a lot at stake…
Well, not that much at stake…
But there’ll be a lot less, or there’s gonna be…
If I don’t moderate…

It’s scary, yeah, Bobby, Mary and Charlie
The years have been passing and I’ve not been kind…
Hounded by bullshit of my own creation,
I’ve got to moderate so I don’t die

Moderation, it’s a pretty ambiguous concept
I mean, moderate in relation to what…
Track Name: Con Song
Do we ask the world are we like
Spoiled children?
Getting angry when the pantries got no biscuits running?
You’re a scarecrow, blocking is your business.
Principled beyond all thought, Beyond all reach
You live in fear and leer…

Do we ask the world, do we ask the world?
Do we ask too much, do we ask too much?

I don’t know but I really don’t think so,
I don’t know but I really do, don’t think so…

Look at the sky!
And into your mind!

There’s no walls,
There’s no roof,
No real truth,
There’s no walls,
There’s no roof,
No real truth,
There’s no walls,
There’s no