The Gadigal Clan of the Eora Nation are the traditional owners of the land these songs were recorded on, We pay our respects to Elders past, present, & emerging.
Taken from the album “Piss~Up”
Looks like the sheep dog’s back on the chain tonight
We’re living the dream, we pack in punch, we love a fight
Are you the one who’s kingdom comes, with drugs and guns
Disease as charity?
Are you the lot, who sets up shop, who keeps your mouth shut
As you chew on memory!
The coward at the station
On the train of a nation
I’m a WHITE DOG but at least I wonder, why the shelter I am in is void of colour.
Disgorge the totem
For a WHITE DOG it’s a mongrel nation, & your litter’s filled with the filth of hatred.
There’s a whimper in the dust and the sand of the dreaming that you couldn’t catch
And like the devil dog you’ll be cut from your mouth to your ears and back.
So live it up, low to the ground, sneaking around, reparations in the pound.
And sit tight, cheat the bite, and be the fucking coward that festers what you’ve bred.
Mauling at the gutter
Ship wrecked with a rotten rudder
I’m a WHITE DOG ‘cause the pack have ravaged, and fed me the scrap to disguise I’m a savage.
The kennel is sacred
There’s a plan for the clan
To be a WHITE DOG but it’s a mongrel’s nation, & your litter’s filled with the filth of hatred.