Australia are you ready

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"U F O vapes and wasp" two of the best alternative music pirate complex song writers in Blackpool 👽💀🏴‍☠️🇬🇧 rejected by the mainstream media 👍👍👍Australia tour 🇦🇺2019

Live on cassette tape Quality not best 📼📼📼📼📼📼📼

Some want fame some want money some want both, We just wanted to sing 🎶🎶🎶🎤🎤🎤

Title: Thunder's Reign... Our take on the land down under 👍👍👍

"Australia are you ready? U F O vapes and wasp right here"

Bouncin’ in a rusted Kombi, wheels near dead,
Hippie trail’s my compass, ride’s a haunted thread,
Brain’s a storm of static, half-psyched, half-dead,
Hit a hitchhiker’s haven, strange dame on the bed—

She’s got a smirk like sin, eyes that spin a net,
Whispered, “Hun, you lost or just avoidin’ the jet?”
Grabbed my neck, pulled me in, kitchen full of sin,
Took my cash, handed coffee, “Fix your soul, let’s begin.”

She dropped small talk, “Where you come from?”,
She slammed the line, “Do you come from a land down under—
Where sistas glow like lava, shift their hips to thunder,
Can’t you hear, can’t you hear the storm brew? Better run,
Aussie devil in the dust, got your heart by the skin.”

Next leg through Brussels, hit a bakery crate,
Six-four titan, arms like hams, spoke in “Ah… mate.”
“Aussie brews in my veins, got a scorpion sting—
You want a taste? This poison might make your brain ring!”

He cackled, “I’m from the land where the boomerang spins,
Beer flows like rivers, barbed wire, and sunburnt skins.
Can’t you hear, mate, the thunder in the outback’s roar?
You better run if you’re not ready for the storm’s encore!”

Hit the Bombay bazaar, incense and deceit,
Slack jaw, stone cold, dealers with their heat.
Said, “Yo, you tryna sell me heaven? ‘Cause I’m from the land—
Where kangaroos kick, and koalas demand…”

The man cuts in, “You think your world’s so prime?
We got deserts that burn, and stars that scream at night.
Living in a land down under, where the dingo’s your guide,
Thunder’s in the blood, so take cover, or you might collide—”

Can’t you hear the thunder?
You better run, take cover, yeah,
Where women glow and men plunder—Australia’s reign,
We’re wild, we’re free, we’re the storm in the frame!

So if you see the clouds roll in, with dark skies above,
Remember the Kombi’s ghost, and the tales we stole from love.
From the outback to the cities, where chaos turns to gold,
We ride the thunder’s rhythm—Australia’s stories told.