TISM
Текст песни Mourningtown Ride

Don't get off the train at Richmond
Skins want your Doc Martens

Don't get off the train at Campberwell
The writers want your Air Jordans

Don't get off the train at Essendon
You'll get attacked for your moccas

Don't get off the train at Frankston
You'll get attacked by the Rockers

Don't get off the train
Don't get off the train

Don't get off the train at Eltham
The yodel yobs want lederhosen

Don't get off the train at Caulfield
Yid boys want your copy of 'The Chosen'

Don't get off the train at Broadie
Petrol-heads want your Torana

Don't get off the train at Laverton
Gorilla Gang wants your banana

Don't get off, don't get off, don't you get off
Don't get off the train

Don't get off the train at Box Hill
The skaters, they want your ramp

Don't get off the train at Noble Park
3174 wants your postage stamp

Don't get off the train at Broadford
Bikies want your leather jacket

Don't get off the train at Kooyong
Tennis toughs want your racquet

Don't get off, don't get off, don't you get off
Don't get off the train

Don't get off South Melbourne Light-rail
Greenies want your pollution

Don't get off at Flinder's Street
Nazi punks want a final solution

Don't get off, don't get off, don't you get off

Well, the train whistle blowing makes a sleepy noise,
Underneath the blankets are all the girls and boys

Rocking, rolling, rocking, roll

Rocking, rolling, riding, out along the bay
All are bound for Mourningtown, many miles away

Rocking, rolling, rocking, roll..Oh

Don't get off the train

Don't get off the train at Ringwood
Goths want your mascara

Don't get off the train

Don't get off the train at Windsor
Sandman wants your pyjamas

Get an aeroplane
Flight 103 to Lockerbie now boarding

Don't get off the train


"Where then do TISM fit in? Even producer Tony Cohen working with the group
for the first time cannot resist a sneer. His nate incapsulation of
the group is enough to undercut the most proselytising TISM fan."

"They're... they're dreadful actually. I.. I.. no time for them. Shocking.
Middle-class pathetic little wankers. You know? I mean really.
Umm.. absolutely hopeless. I hate them. The TISM lacks the sheer sort of
guts of anything like, say The Beasts Of Bourbon. I mean... I mean there's
a gutsy band. Of course.. the.. I mean their cheap sarcasm is.. it's..
pretty well doesn't get there.. it's.. it's uh it's not real good.
It doesn't.. it doesn't approach the epic sort of comedy and.. and sort of wit
of The Birthday Party."

"We all know how great the birthday party was. There was chips and streamers
and Freddo frogs and a great big cake with jelly and ice cream. And a
Nintendo video game and fizzy drinks and barbiturates and whizz-fizz and
pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey and lots more."

"Hahaha.. mm.. hahahahaha no, really..."

"Ah, yes, SMART Artists."
"Oh yeah, uh, here's that list of credits for that uh TISM album.
Ah, we got ah, Atlanta Studios, Tony Cohen, Dave McClooney.. uh..
Alf Cleemac, Craig..Clyde Terry, Yahn Wilderbeast, Nick Marsen,
Sebastian Harvey, Anne Liedel, Yuki Wada and uhh.. Roger Grierson.
See ya later."

Woof

"Piss off."