Bushrangers Need Bush

by The Willie Wagtails

  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    We're very proud to release our debut ocker jazz extravaganza Bushrangers Need Bush!

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    The CD has original artwork by Reg Mombassa and features 12 tracks recorded by Damien Charles at Sound Recordings in Campbell's Creek in April/May 2015, later mixed and mastered by Chris Korczynski.

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Geoffrey 02:47
I know that you’re a big famous celebrity I know that you’ve got your name up in lights. There is a bit of an age gap between us But I think we can make it work alright. My housemate told me that you were looking for Lessons in bandoneon, You searched the whole wide city of Melbourne But the only one teacher was his friend. Oh Leo won’t you give me lessons in bandoneon? I think I wanna learn it too. Lets all go over Leo’s house And have a cup of tea or two. Oh Geoffrey please don’t rush Oh Geoffrey please don’t rush! Why don’t you come back and wait for me Oh Geoffrey please don’t rush. I remember the time that I first saw you You were walking into the Arts Centre. I just stopped in to use the facilities And when I came out, there you were. You looked like you were in a mighty hurry I wondered what could be the source of your fuss. Then I remembered they’re putting on an exhibition Devoted to Mr Geoffrey Rush.
All day long she’s batting at the flies Away from her mouth and away from her eyes Me old man said she’s wild as a wallaby The way she looks is daylight robbery I want you in a tent by the creek Won’t you come over one night this week? Old mate Mog is sitting on the bed And I wanna touch your hairy legs
Sun Is Water 03:41
Look up it's all around ya Not in the ground you're digging Proudly flogging what you mind your tongue There's no telling the damage you have done The world will turn and leave behind The blind leading the blind, and you say There is no profit behind the sun Just enough to keep your batteries on the run Every camel's got to fill his hump And the sun that beat you down will charge you up Charge you up, charge you up. Look up, they're all around ya They're popping up like mushrooms On the roofs of every – how's this heat? Just crack an egg and cook it on the street It's the middle of July, it's feeling dry on top Mt Bulla, and you say There is no profit behind the sun Just enough to keep your batteries on the run Every camel's got to fill his hump And the sun that beat you down will charge you up Charge you up, charge you up.
Stars! 03:48
Stars! Bright up in the sky, look at the stars Watch them fade away, it's never been so nice Stars! Where's the Southern Cross up in the sky? It's not just on your chest, or on the ute you drive Stars make me feel something Stars make me feel something Stars make me feel something new ... Stars! More than you can poke a stick at, stars Dead before they reach us but they're still so bright Stars! Flaming balls of gas up in your arse Have you got a light, we'll make our own big bang (Chorus) Up in the sky so far away Up in the sky so far away Why go to mars, we're already Why go to mars, we're already .... Stars!
Big Sis 03:40
Here I am at 5am with a pot of Melbourne breakfast tea Couldn't sleep until the alarm, my brain just keeps on racing In 20 minutes I'll be racing down that train line I'll be speeding further away from you, putting space between out lives Why's it got to be like this? I don't understand. You're my heart and soul, that warm thing that makes me feel at home All that music that we share, it flows so easily from me to you And now it's gone and I'm sitting here alone Riding into the sunset, yeah that was me and you We're like two peas in a pod, you always told me what to do I never for a second questioned your wise words You were just doing your job, paving the way for two And they say I look like Dad and they say you look like Mum We've both got that curly hair that never wants to stay The sound that comes out when I laugh reminds me of you And we rock those late night jams in that good old country way And these two little birds have flown far from their home I know just how you like to roam, but sister won't you come back home? This country is so bloody huge, we were bound to go our separate ways I used to live in Tassie and now I'm in Melbourne town And when you're still up in Sydney doing that old nine-to-five I'll be trying to make ends meet, I'll be doing it for life I don't know how many times I cried to you about my worries My face must be just like a polished river stone You always listened patiently and by the time I'm finished I remember I didn't ask you - hey Sis what's going on? And these two little birds have flown far from their home I know just how you like to roam, but sister won't you come back home?
I have been around in Old Melbourne Town I’ve had leaky roofs and old creaky floors And I’ve lived with blokes, blokes with dreams and hopes Hopes and dreams, behind the flyscreen doors Some grew up in houses and some grew up in homes But I lived in a leaky caravan Where the wind would roar, as the kettle boiled And the sausages were frying in the pan So come on all you ratbags all you blighters all you lot Let's all build a big roaring fire And old Melbourne Town will make a noise so loud A noise so loud, it won't ever settle down You threw up at Bar Open, you threw up at the Tote You chundered at the old 303 And you sing tra la la, as you're pouring them down your throat And we’re rambling in the wide open country So lets be dero hippies and drive around the land Round Australia, on highway number one Through the pouring rain, we never wanna come back again Back again, coz we’ve never had so much fun
VCA Dropout 04:31
Oh everyone wants to be a cat, not just any old cat they say Ever since I was a little boy I said “I wanna be a jazz cat at the VCA!” So I signed me up to jazz school and I thought it’d be grouse Until that day I realised I’m not a cat I’m a mouse Well I worked my fingers to the bone And I blew as hard as I could blow Altho I tried so hard I know I’ll never be a cat they say You better straghten up your whiskers boy Better shine up that old horn Lock yourself in that small dark room or you’ll wish you’d never been born All: Yeah you’ll wish you’d never been born! CHORUS All: I’m a VCA Dropout and I’m ok Jhana: I drink all night and I sleep all day All: He’s a VCA Dropout and he’s alright Jhana: I howl at the moon and the stars all night Sylvester Garfield Tom and Felix They’re gonna get me if I don’t watch it They got all the mojo And they got all the blues Well I just don’t fit in with the kids They told me that’s for sure Oh get me out of this institute I’m taking back the floor Claps: All: Jerry the mouse, he dropped out of VCA Jhana: Now he drinks all night and he sleeps all day All: Jerry the mouse he dropped out and he’s alright Jhana: Now he howls at the moon and the stars all night
You called me up to let me know My head's flown out the window I left the house and passed the point of no return I'll never learn to check for keys wallet phone! Don't forget to check for keys wallet phone Before you leave them at home ... Keys wallet phone! I've heard it all too many times Got holes like swiss cheese in my head The thought occurred some time ago But now I'm half way up the road But I'll remember next time, I won't forget Drank a little too much wine last night And smoked a funny cigarette But things will change, I know Something's gotta give If I pack the bag the night before And leave it by the door, she'll be right She hears the six bells ring And taps the screen, goes back to dreaming The moments drift away without a thought a care or feeling You snooze you lose the time by then you can't rewind the panic Within a moment you're awake and out the door It hadn't crossed you mind ... To bring the keys wallet phone!
When I was a boy me mum made soup GOOD OLD GREEN AND GOLD When I was a tacker me mother smoked tobacca GOOD OLD GREEN AND GOLD When I was a young man pissing in a tin pan GOOD OLD GREEN AND GOLD Mash and bangers, chips and sangas GOOD OLD GREEN AND GOLD Me dear old ma would always say GOOD OLD GREEN AND GOLD You gotta go to school you can't stay this way GOOD OLD GREEN AND GOLD But what's the use of education GOOD OLD GREEN AND GOLD I'm OK coz I'm Australian GOOD OLD GREEN AND GOLD When I was a bloke with Dazza and the guys GOOD OLD GREEN AND GOLD We'd go camping and light bush fires GOOD OLD GREEN AND GOLD We'd have a crack at every stranger GOOD OLD GREEN AND GOLD Carrying on like a drunken bushranger GOOD OLD GREEN AND GOLD I don't like sport, and I'm sorry but you've got no right to bother me I'll stick to my own backyard even though it's very big, and very wide I'm full of misguided patriotic pride, and I don't understand. But I've got a ute, and I'll drive through the Nullabor with you and me We'll sleep in a tent by the sea, even though your hair is very long, and very wide Coz bushrangers they need bush So let's light a bonfire and Let's have a barbie aw We'll cook up all our favourite things Let's cook up the Liberal party Come around FOR A BARBIE Meat pie ON THE BARBIE Pavlova ON THE BARBIE Barmy Army on the barbie! Princess Mary ON THE BARBIE Royal family ON THE BARBIE Queen mother ON THE BARBIE PRINCE PHILLIP MINCE FILLET
The Stairs 03:11
When the moon hits the river He cried how can you lie there so still, oh my love When I see him I shiver It reminds me of my own forgotten love When you were near everything was clear I was always seeing rainbows But now you're gone I can't bear the sun How did everything get so tangled? Every night, that old yellow moon He cries, "why don't you take a chance with me?" When I saw your face in the marketplace I was hooked like a fish in the sea Why did you let me fall into your net? I know who your angel is and it's not me Every night, that old yellow moon He cries, "why don't you take a chance with me?"
Don't forget that you've got legs you won't ever have again Don't spend your days all working don't you waste your days in bed Do your work in the early morning, do your loving in the afternoon Get on your feet and raise your head, put on ya socks and go to the beach Each and every morning In old Melbourne town There are people building houses, there are people tearin em down Every single satdy morning mowing the nature strip Well I'm not gonna renovate and I'm not gonna mow my lawn The sun is fucking shining, the sky is bloody blue Get some pepper in your trousers coz the day is fresh and new Don't knock it till you've tried it get some sparkle in your eyes Some dirt under your fingers garn and get some exercise!


released December 23, 2015


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The Willie Wagtails write ocker jazz songs with trumpet, fiddle and banjo.

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