Dale Slamma & The Hill St Blues

It's not a final solution but it is nonetheless a solution

Even Alf Wight was chastised or periodic escape from the Inner West can prevent trench foot

Trombones, guitars and a flugelhorn

In Z Block's final hour a man spilled red soda into my shoes

Insensible

I'll be drinking til we meet again

Failed ant farmer

Definitive

I'm a fucktard or I'm so lonely I could die or how do you accidentally fall in love it doesn't seem very sensible to do that sort of thing

Aim for the apple on my head

Eliza Donnithorne's got nothing on me

I rearrangement servant

Highway to the twilight zone

Let's be grown up about this

City beat

He's been right before