Bohemian Suburb Rhapsody

by New Waver




New Waver's concept album about the Australian inner city


released March 1, 2010




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New Waver Melbourne, Australia

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Track Name: Money for Lugging
Look at those builders - that's the way to do it
Renovating houses in Brunswick East
Beats rockin' - I should get into it
Money for lugging and your van for free
They're not hip, didn't go to uni
It must be easy to be dumb
Maybe get a blister on your finger
Maybe get a blister on your thumb

We've got to conduct telephone surveys
Wash dishes, casual data-entry
We've got to pay our last tour off
We've got to be at sound check by three

See that bogan with the ladder and the toolkit?
Triple M blaring out of his car
That bogan rents us our practice room
That bogan he's a millionaire

We've got to conduct telephone surveys
Hydroponic delivery
We got to pay our credit cards off
We got to serve these pots of beer

I should have learned to fix up houses
I should have wagged it at rock'n'roll high
They get a paycheck the size of my album grant
They get it every month til they retire
They own McMansions in the outer suburbs
I rent a bedroom in Coburg West
You can't download repairs to your plumbing
Their customers aren't on a free list

We catch the 8 am to the warehouse
Spend all day moving other bands' CDs
We got to find someone's car to borrow
We got to lug our amps in by three

I maxed my, I maxed my, I maxed my credit card ...
Track Name: Hey Dude
Hey dude, don’t make it bad
Take a sad suburb, and make it better
Remember to let it into your heart
We need your art to make it better

Hey dude, don’t be afraid
Move into this low-status neighbourhood
The minute you walk around looking hip
Then you begin to make it better

And every time we raise the rent, hey dude, relent
You carry investments on your shoulders
Enthusiastically organize events
And decorate retail strips with posters

Hey dudes, don’t let us down
We allowed you to rent our suburb
The minute you open up a cafe
You start to drive our house prices upwards

We let it out so you move in, hey dudes, begin
Exhibit your work in this old warehouse
Don’t forget to spread the vibe among your tribe
Then we can convert it to a sharehouse

Hey dude, don’t you delay
Get creative in this old neighbourhood
The minute the area’s looking hip
We’ll throw you out, and rent it to bankers

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha …
Track Name: Party Like it's 1979
Led Zeppelin were great, though recently they're on the nose
Post-punk is in, for people in the know
Prog rock's important, though many prefer new wave
Fleetwood Mac's probably the most influential band today

To which classic genre should my new rock band aspire?
Tonight we're gonna party like it's 1979

I got some classic rock, released six months ago
Some psychedelic folk, some white guys playing disco
But I'm keeping up to date - the 80s are ready to roll
I'm ditching Wolfmother and getting into Interpol

I'm DJ-ing at Pony, it's gonna be outta sight
Tonight we're gonna party like it's 1979

We're writing pop songs, learning to guitar-solo
Like the people who were rich and famous 30 years ago
We're releasing vinyl records, like our heroes did back then
The only difference is, nobody is buying them

Let's imagine a time when music wasn't shared online
Tonight we're gonna party like it's 1979
It's a long way to the top when you gotta keep your nine-to-five
I wish that I was living in 1979
Track Name: My Memory-Stick Weighs a Ton
My memory-stick weighs a ton
Unfinished papers, a novel, an idea for a film
A budget spreadsheet from work, I'll finish tonight in bed
A PhD that will be written but not read

Yeah my memory-stick weighs a ton
Conference proceedings I hope to read before too long
Season four of the Wire, I'm still working my way through
Experimental improv downloaded but not listened to

My memory-stick weighs a ton
I need a big one
We're churning out files faster than they're consumed
I wonder if anybody's still making buildings and food?

My memory-stick weighs a ton
Song lyrics that ain't quite finished ...
Art magazine back issues in pdf format
Compilation of fifty obscure indie tracks

That's why my memory-stick weighs a ton
I've got a big one
Doing my duty, it's getting hard to keep up
White-collar culture is overflowing my cup
Every dude in zone one has become a media star
Not many getting paid - supply exceeds demand
Track Name: Inner City Drug Use
Ooh you make me live
Whatever this world can do to me
It's you, you're all that I need
Ooh you're making me live now coffee
Ooh you make me live

You're the best friend that I ever had
Been with me such a long time
You're my sunshine
I do the same things every day of my life
I know you will too
You're my best friend

Ooh you make me live
When I've been running around
I come right back to you
In rain or shine, you're there on the sink, ready
You're my best friend

Ooh you make me live
Whenever this world is cruel to me
I got you to help me forgive
Ooo you make me live now junk food
Ooo you make me live

You're the first one
When I'm feeling down
I know I'll never be lonely
You're my only one
And I love the thing
I really love the thing that you do
You're my best friend

Ooh you make me live
Ooh you're my best friend
Track Name: Media I Gave You All the Best Years of my Life
I dug the Birthday Party, idolized Nick Cave
Evangelized their music, converted all my mates
The revolution fizzled, working is my fate
They've sold us Bad Seeds records ever since on Triple-J

Media I gave you all the best years of my life
Facebook, MySpace, Mess and Noise for several hours a night
I spend my time convincing folk to pay rock stars attention
I can't afford to rent a room for my record collection

I go to arthouse cinemas several nights a week
I blog about the classics and buy the DVDs
Directors don't know who I am, or care that I exist
But I defend their work for hours at parties when I'm pissed

Media I gave you all the best years of my life
I tell the world about you on social network sites
When I'm not consuming you, I'm telling others to
And wishing I could hang around the people who make you
Track Name: Paying the Bills
I'm a drone bee, not buzzing round your hive
I'm a drone bee, not buzzing round your hive
I'm working to make the food
So high-status conspecifics stay alive

I'm a drone bee, off to work I go
I'm a drone bee, off to the office I go
The rock star gets the honey
I get beer and a TV show

I'm a drone bee, filing all day long
I'm a drone bee, working all day long
Now that marijuana's unfashionable
I just might relax with a bong

I'm a drone bee, want you to be my king
I'm a drone bee, want you to be my king
If we get rid of you, a worse one might come along