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Africa as in the Continent (2018)

by Spaceman Africa the Musical

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Who is Spaceman Africa? 04:03
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Lyrics: There once was a man who changed his name The name went viral and brought acclaim A deed poll online And a shift in time And his life was never the same There once was a man named Space His name from birth became erased He and Crazy Horse They have no remorse They’re known all over the place Spaceman Africa He’s a man of a different calibre Born and raised in Australia Living the dream in Canberra Spaceman Africa He’s a charming bachelor Bought a bracelet in South Africa And changed his name from Angela Nah, just kidding. It was Pamela No, seriously, it was Erica There once was a name contest To choose which name was the best It’s a funny anecdote How Space won the vote Poor Fonda Dicks was not so blessed There once was a budget airline Who questioned if Crazy was genuine He had to show ID So they’d leave him be But Space booked his seat just fine Spaceman Africa He plays guitar like an amateur His guns are spectacular Said no one ever Spaceman he’s a traveller But he ain’t no drug trafficker He ain’t no troublemaker Ladies, he’s a great lovemaker Africa? As in the country No mate, what I think you meant Was Africa like the continent. Spaceman Africa Snowman Antarctica Sandman Arabia Swagman Australia Superman America Sheikhman Algeria Sovietman Armenia
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Bondage Bob 02:55
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Lyrics It's Christmas, two thousand and one The first Christmas for Neville´s Son I bought a gift for baby John A toy unfit for a boy so young But my present to John was the best bar none A surprise to all designed to stun A soft toy bear - cuddly and fun And the fun had just begun. Bondage Bob The next heart-throb Bondage Bob From the novelty shop Bondage Bob He wears a leather top Bondage Bob From the novelty shop You see, I bought a bear in bondage wear With leather straps and underwear The parents were there, but they didn't care And the grandparents, well they were unaware Bob the bear, super debonair, His love for handcuffs a real bugbear, You can't take him anywhere. Bondage Bob The next heart-throb Bondage Bob From the novelty shop Bondage Bob He wears a leather top Bondage Bob From the novelty shop "I wear my leather, No matter what the weather. With whips and chains, I'll please with pain. Let me ride you with a saddle, let me hit you with a paddle Keep by my side You'll stay satisfied." Bondage Bob The next heart-throb Bondage Bob From the novelty shop Bondage Bob He wears a leather top Bondage Bob From the novelty shop
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Horny German Truck Driver 02:40
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Found myself a hikin' on the road in Germany I had me a sign explaining my next destiny Just when I thought a ride wasn't meant to be Along came a trucker who stopped to pick up me He said, "How do you do? And can I do you too? I'll have my way with you." I said, "Not from this land, so I don't understand why you don't use your hand." 'Cause he's a Horny German truck driver He wants from me a sex favour It gets lonely on the road He wants my help to shoot his load 'Cause he's a Horny German truck driver Horny German truck driver He handed me a magazine which I was keen to read The naked women in the book they were a sight to see The driver got excited I could see his pink undies The next thing I knew he was flirting there with me He said, "How do you do? And can I do you too? I'll have my way with you." I said, "Not from this land, so I don't understand why you don't use your hand." 'Cause he's a Horny German truck driver He wants from me a sex favour It gets lonely on the road He wants my help to shoot his load 'Cause he's a Horny German truck driver Horny German truck driver He set the price at 50 Who was to pay, him or me? I said, “Oh no, I don’t agree. Let me out here,” End of story.
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The Mel & Junior Stand 02:37
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It’s late at night, south Curtin oval, Me and two mates gonna be antisocial Wanna cover the toilet block in some graffiti Got my spray can, should be really easy But it’s really dark as I hold the paint bottle Can’t see where, I’m aiming the nozzle I point the can at the toilet block Straight away, I receive a rude shock I got paint, paint all over my face I got paint, paint all over the place There’s more paint, paint on my right hand Then paint, paint on the Mel and Junior Stand The nozzle was pointed right at my hand My hand covered in paint, not what I’d planned I dropped the can and wiped my face My cheek smudged with paint, my laughing mates I got paint, paint all over my face I got paint, paint all over the place There’s more paint, paint on my right hand Then paint, paint on the Mel and Junior Stand I picked up the can to try once more To paint the bare wall unlike before I thought I had the aim perfect this time, but then Can you believe it, I did it again? I got paint, paint all over my face I got paint, paint all over the place There’s more paint, paint on my right hand Then paint, paint on the Mel and Junior Stand I got paint, paint all over the face I got paint, paint all over the place There’s more paint, paint on my right hand Then paint, paint on the Mel and Junior Stand
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Brian Oliver 02:43
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Brian Oliver, why don't you write? Is there something about me That you don't like? Brian Oliver, hey man, what gives? Don't forget now, I know where you live. You, me and Crazy Horse we go way back, We've had our share of some mighty good craic. On our travels we always send you mail, One or two postcards without fail. Brian Oliver, why don't you write? Is there something about me That you don't like? Brian Oliver, hey man, what gives? Don't forget now, I know where you live. You've always been welcome to join us mate, But you've never come along, no, not to date. 23 Moatfield, Dublin 5 No word from you to say that you're alive. Brian Oliver, why don't you write? Is there something about me That you don't like? Brian Oliver, hey man, what gives? Don't forget now, I know where you live. I could always write to Andrew Pye, Or Thomas Foley, now they're both great guys. You've turned real cold and you've put up a wall, I have to say Brian, I don't know you at all. Brian Oliver, why don't you write? Is there something about me That you don't like? Brian Oliver, hey man, what gives? Don't forget now, I know where you live.
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Did You Know You Only Get Ten Minutes? 03:35
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I'm window shopping and I'm in Amsterdam The perfect place for wham, bam, thank you ma'am It's my birthday and it's my mate's treat We make our way to the red light streets We find a window with two Dutch blondes We pay the pimp and then off she’s gone A single bed and a party of four We try to make love but they make war "Time's up you only get ten minutes." "What the fuck? We're not yet close to finished." "Sorry boys, you only get ten minutes." "I didn't know you only get ten minutes When with a girl I always try to finish A lot longer than just ten minutes." My woman says that everyone knows About the time limit without clothes I’m at the door and I ask someone there And they, too, had no idea. The fun now stops for my friend, too Stopped early, before he was through A single bed and a party of four We tried to make love but they made war "Time's up you only get ten minutes." "What the fuck? We're not yet close to finished." "Sorry boys, you only get ten minutes." "I didn't know you only get ten minutes When with a girl I always try to finish A lot longer than just ten minutes."
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It's on FIRE! 03:09
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Driving in our van Camping where we can Driving with an open throttle Cooking with our dodgy gas bottle Stop for a well earned break Want some coffee, yeah, thanks mate Stand back I'm lighting the gas Oh fuck, shit man, move your arse It's on FIRE!! There's a fire in the van Thank God we're not in Hollywood Can't find the water can So glad we're not in Hollywood The explosion would be grand If this scene were made it Hollywood Gonna call the fireman He'll save the day like no one could. Hopping in the van Gonna take off once again Turn the key and the engine starts Gonna reverse right out of this carpark I turn and it ain't no joke The cabin's full of thick smoke It's on FIRE!! There's a fire in the van Thank God we're not in Hollywood Can't find the water can So glad we're not in Hollywood The explosion would be grand If this scene were made it Hollywood Gonna call the fireman He'll save the day like no one could.
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Sweet Derrière 03:51
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A word of advice when fire breathing Be sure not to swallow the fuel What happened to me, could happen to you, Oh man, I was such a fool I held the flame out in front of my face And I opened my mouth there in Leicester Square But there was no combustion, I’d swallowed the paraffin Oh, my poor sweet derrière Wooooh, my sweet derrière The pain is more, More than I can bear. Woooo-wo-oh, my sweet derrière The pain is more, More than I can bear. And I’m striding like an Olympic walker I’m moving in slow motion There’s gas coming out of my ass And I’m hoping there’s no explosion The pain is written on my face Feels like a thorn bush jammed up you know where With every step there’s a sharp pain Oh, my poor sweet derrière Wooooh, my sweet derrière The pain is more, More than I can bear. Woooo-wo-oh, my sweet derrière The pain is more, More than I can bear. Oooooo, my sweet derrière It’s the worst for wear Oooooo, my sweet derrière I hope it can be repaired And I’m striding like an Olympic walker I’m moving in slow motion There’s gas coming out of my ass And I’m hoping there’s no explosion The pain is written on my face Feels like a thorn bush jammed up you know where With every step there’s a sharp pain Oh, my poor sweet derrière Wooooh, my sweet derrière (Oh, yeah) The pain is more, (The pain is more) More than I can bear. Woooo-wo-oh, my sweet derrière (Oh, yeah) The pain is more, (The pain is more) More than I can bear. Woooo-wo-oh, my sweet derrière My sweet derrière My sweet derrière

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released April 22, 2023

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Spaceman Africa the Musical Canberra, Australia

Spaceman Africa is an Australian singer-songwriter of autobiographical rock songs with a humorous twist.

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