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1. |
Always Get Into Stuff
03:15
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I always get into stuff
Just as it's finishing being cool
I'm never quite brave enough
To take a chance on something new
That's for someone else to do
Oo-oo-ooo-oo
I'm never too far behind
I follow the trends
But I never take any risks
I'm not ahead of the pack
I'm just with the pack
Towards the back
I know all about moshing
They do it in pits
I'm quite the Pearl Jam fan
I just bought their greatest hits
Woh-Oh I'm thinking of getting a nose ring
Now that I've seen one on Neighbours
Oo-oo-oo-ooo-oo
I always get into stuff
Just as it's finishing being cool
I've got a Razor scooter out the back
Which I bought in 2002
Oo-oo-oo-ooo-oo
Oo-oo-oo-ooo-oo
Taking a chance
That's just not for me
If there's four levels of cool
Then I'm at level three
It goes:
Freakishly cool people first
Cool people next
Then there's me
And then my mum
I never try to set a trend
'Cause I've been hurt before
The only time I went out on a limb
It didn't work out for the best
A bandanna round my chest
Over a vest
I always get into stuff
Just as it's finishing being cool
Taking such big fashion risks
That's for rockstars to do
You can afford
To wear whatever you like
When you get that much poontang
Do you like that word?
Poontang?
I think it's cool
What do you think?
Me neither
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2. |
Boobs
02:31
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I typed my own name into an internet search engine
And all I got was boobs
There goes my day again
There goes my day again
What's a man supposed to do?
No matter what I type into the damn search engine
All I get is boobs
There goes my day again
There goes my day again
All I seem to ever get is boobs.
Everyday I have the purest of intentions
But I get ambushed by this time wasting invention
Time wasting invention
I'm not talkin' 'bout the net
I'm talkin' 'bout boobs
(oooooo)
Boo boo boobie doo boo boo
There goes my day again
There goes my day again
These days when I'm on the net
I just cut the crap and type in boobs
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3. |
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I'm trying to impress the bargirl by seeing how drunk I can get
I can't believe that no one's thought of this before
This is a fool-proof plan
I'm sure I'm the man of her dreams
The drunker I get
The more impressed she seems
It's the perfect plan!
I'm trying to impress the bargirl by seeing how drunk I can get
My friends have left
I guess they didn't want to cramp my style
She keeps a professional distance
But I know what she truly thinks
If she didn't want me
Why would she keep bringing drinks?
It's the perfect plan!
So I asked her when does she get off
And she answers where do I get off
And I said that's funny
The bouncers watch me intently
I suppose they're just jealous of me
Because I'm so funny
She's going a little bit blurry
Something is coming towards me
I think I'm about to be kissed
No that's just a fist
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4. |
If I Had a Tattoo
02:04
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If I had a tattoo
I would get one of you
Or at least of a generic woman's body
And draw your head on with a texta
If I had a tattoo
I would get one of your name
Or at least I'd get the alphabet
And circle all the letters that I needed
You know I wanna stay with you forever
Spend eternity with you
There's nothing that our love won't last us through
But a tattoo, just seems so permanent
If I had a tattoo
I would get one of you
Or at least of a generic woman's body
and draw your head on with a texta
If I had a tattoo
I would get one of your name
Or at least I'd get the alphabet
and circle all the letters that I needed
You know I wanna stay with you forever
Spend eternity with you
There's nothing that our love won't last us through
But a tattoo just seems so permanent
So I got a tattoo
From a temporary tattoo parlor
The tattoo it stayed on
but the parlor's gone
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5. |
Snapshots
03:39
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Snapshots of a childhood
Pictures of a boy
How can they be photos of me?
Seems so unfamiliar
Seems so long ago
Looks like a foreign country
How did I get from there to here?
Who is this boy that I see?
I think you've given me the wrong film back again
How many times does this have to happen?
Now, some Indian looking kid
Has photos of me at Dreamworld
I don't care if other customers are waiting
No, I will not lower my voice
Don't look at them
They're not gonna help you
What are you prepared to do for me?
Oh I just remembered
What's on the rest of that film
You've got a lot of explaining to do
When the woman in the sari comes back
I'm pretty sure her religious beliefs
Are not in line with the contents of my photos
When I think about the boy in those photos
I wonder what he thinks of me
I hope that Indian woman doesn't judge me
I have a lot of respect for her culture
I've read all my Salman Rushdie
I really can't express how mortified I am about this situation
Fuck this I'm going digital
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There was a hot girl in the comic shop
And I didn't know what to do
There was a hot girl in the comic shop
She was looking at the Doctor Who
There was an actual girl in the comic shop
What a momentous day
I had to check to make sure that she wasn't just
A human-sized cardboard display
My competition was a kid with pimples and a guy in a wheelchair
And so I knew I had to act fast
There was a hot girl in the comic shop
Where I've never seen a girl before
A kind of indie-looking girl in the comic shop
And she knew her way around the store
Oh my Lord she's moving towards the role playing games
Oh my God she's picking out dice
So many questions in my mind
What would be a good pick up line?
Why had a hot girl just come in?
If the Hulk fought Spiderman who would win?
I guess that Spiderman's advantage would be his webs
And his manual dexterity
But then again the Hulk's endurance is limitless
And he' stronger then spidey would be
He's got the healing factor
And the proportional strength
But there's the schizophrenia
But there's the photography skills
It's so hard to know
Hot girl
Hot girl
There was a hot girl in the comic shop
About ten minutes ago
There was a hot girl in the comic shop
Did anyone see her go?
Had she come to the comic shop
Looking for love?
I guess I'll never know
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7. |
In the Countryside
01:32
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I watch a weary old man with his briefcase
Each year of city life a wrinkle on his tired face
Is this the man that I will turn into?
Then I think of you
Somewhere across the city
You are on a train
Looking at a wrinkled lady
We should get out of here baby
We'll take the road out to the countryside my dear
Where the mountains go forever
And the birds are always near
We'll build a better life
We'll leave the city far behind us
Living where the outside world will never find us
Stockpiling weaponry
Ly ly ly ly ly ly, bazookas ly ly ly
Ly ly ly, hand grenades ly ly ly ly ly ly
Ly ly ly ly ly, booby traps ly ly ly ly
Ly, bunker network ly ly ly ly ly ly ly
Ly ly ly ly ly ly ly ly ly ly ly guns
Ly ly ly ly ly ly ly fade out ly ly ly
Ly ly ly ly black helicopters...
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8. |
Stuntman
02:12
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Being on television
Is a dream come true
I get to play dress-ups all day long
Too-too-oo-oo-oo-oo
I got to be a superhero
I got to be a singer in a band
But it's not quite perfect
Living in TV land
'Cause my stuntman
Stuntman
Stuntman
Is a woman
Out of the entire
Stunt community
A woman was
The one who had the closest
Body shape to me
When all the action starts
I just sit and stew
'Cause they get a girl to do the things
That I'm too wussy to do
'Cause my stuntman
Stuntman
Stuntman
Is a woman
'Cause my stuntman
Stuntman
Stuntman
Is a woman
And the stunts they get her to do
Aren't even that stunt-y
If he needs a stuntman to stand on a box
It's a bit affront-y
There was this one scene
Where I get hit by a truck
But they didn't even use her
They used a dummy
Of a woman
This situation
Was not part of my plans
She soaks up all the glory
While I'm sitting alone in the van
'Cause it takes a woman
Woman
Woman
To make me look like a
...man
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On behalf of all the geeks
I'd just like to say
I've been telling you all along
That Lord of the Rings was cool
He told you so many times
I told you
He told you so many ways
I told you
I wore a cloak to school every day
But who's laughing now?
Ha ha ha
Now you'll all do as I did
You'll name your first child "Bilbo"
Now you'll all do as I did
You'll do a short course in fletching
That's arrow manufacture you amateurs
But don't try to catch up now
It's too late to make amends
You were far too busy with girls and cars and sport
And friends
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10. |
Fly So High
01:23
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I never thought I could fly so high
When I met you I touched the sky
You sent me flying higher than I've ever been
Who would've thought you'd be such a crack shot
With a rocket launcher?
When I first saw you I went to pieces
My heart exploded and the rest of my body did too
Where have you been all my life
Apparently just behind that bush
Lying in wait, stocked up and ready to fire
Suddenly you just appeared in my life
And now I'm in heaven
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11. |
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Well now honey
We've had a good life you and me
All these years we've been so happy
But now lately
Things just ain't working
So I think it's time to just let it be
That's why I'm sending you
This text message
To let you know that we're through
Concisely
It was great
G-R-8
To be
2-B
With you
W-I-T-H-U
But now honey
H-1-E
Oh, we're through
T-H-R-U
I wish that I had predicted
That it would end this way
Just like my phone can predict
What I wanna say
It was ace
Bad Cad Ace
And I hate
Have Gave Gate Hate
To lose
Lord Lose Lore ah! Jose Kore Jord Lord Lose
What we had you and I
But I'm not the right guy
I don't wanna see you cry
I'd rather did
(Mobile phone tone)
Die
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12. |
Old Money
03:10
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I'm at a moment in my life
When I want more
Than just a pretty little head
Some random girl to warm my bed
No instead I'm gonna hold out
Cause I finally know exactly what I want
Old money old money
I'd really like to meet a girl who comes from
Old money old money
Some pointless twit who thinks I'm scum
She's got to be the kind of girl
Who wouldn't know
How to toast a piece of bread
The kind of girl who if you said "Where's the laundry?"
She would answer "How the hell would I know, is it near the stable?"
And at the table
I would mispronouce the food and she would laugh at me
Her parents scowl
As I get confused by all the fancy cutlery
They're just plain better than me
Old money old money
Ooo yeah ooo yeah
She'll always be extremely rude to the help
And when she's not around
The help will then be rude to me
'Cause they can see I've got no place here
She's just using me to get back at her father
And the butler
Is the only one who's ever really nice to me
We play at dice
And he teaches me the finer points of falconry
Until the night her father summons him up to the study
The next day we go fishing him and me
I'm unpacking my sandwich when he throws me in the water
And bashes me with an oar untill I drown
Yeah that'd be sweet.
Old money old money
She'll look back at me as just a fad
Old money old money
Old money old money
She's only using me to get back at her dad
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Doo doo
Doo doo
Doo doo doo doo
Doo doo
Doo doo
Doo doo doo doo
Baby gonna make you happy tonight
Gonna make you happy tonight
Oh sugar
Give my love to you oh, baby
Gonna make you feel so right
Gonna make you, make you happy
Oooh sugar
Spend some time with you do the things you want me to
We're gonna make love
Gonna make some sweet sweet love sugar
So get ready
Oh get ready get ready
Ready for lovin' tonight
Before we get down to love
Before we get down
I just gotta finish this level
I've got a high score tonight
And I just wanna save my game
Well I'll be with you in a minute sweet darling baby honey
I love how you dance for me
Could you move a little to the left baby?
I can't see the TV
Baby I can't wait 'till we start
It's just that the save points are quite far apart
In this game, baby
This bit's got a multiplayer section baby
Maybe you can operate a turret with me
Would that be romantic baby?
Games give you hand-eye coordination
And spatial intelligence together with map-reading skills
Oh sugar
Turn the lights down low
Turn the lights down just a little bit lower baby
Turn the lights down low
Turn the lights down low
Turn the lights down low
It's just that it helps me feel like I'm in a spaceship
And we can make some
Sweet sweet love, honey
Sugar
Baby
Ooh you lookin' so great to me baby
Have you brushed your teeth yet?
Take your time no hurry
It's just that I'm not tired
Are you tired?
I'll see you in the bed then
You might want to take a book
Baby
Ooh you so fine baby
You know I can't stop thinking about you baby
And all of the magic coins that I need to collect
Before I can come to bed baby
It's just if I can find enough secret areas
Then I can get the bonus points and we can make love
Yeah!
I think this X-Box
Is the best present I've ever bought for you
Baby
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14. |
Let's Take a Walk
02:12
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Let's take a walk my love
Down by the river my baby
Down where we used to go
Until the day when we found that body
Please don't forget my love
It was our favorite spot once
Please don't let one bloated corpse ruin all our memories
I know you slipped down a muddy embankment
And landed on a rotting body
Please don't let that spoil that place for you
'Cause don't forget we kissed there too
"Oh come on baby, get over it. I love you so much better than that dead body. I'd hate to think our relationship hung by a thread of whether we saw a body or not. Hey look, I kept a memento: it's the stick we poked it with. Oh come on baby!"
Da da da da...
Ohhhh the memories were fantastic
Except for one guy wrapped in plastic
Down where we used to go
Untill the day when we found that body
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15. |
Santa Fe
02:02
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It was a cold and rainy night in Santa Fe
But I was in Melbourne
So it didn't affect me in any way
And the rain on the all faces on the lost and lonely crowd
I imagine would have been quite unsettling
I never go anywhere
And the sailors grin with rotting teeth in Santa Fe
Now I'm just making it up
And the whores look out the windows of the whore districts
Do they have whore districts?
Maybe they're just spread out more discreetly
Anyway either way they would definitely have windows
I never go anywhere
You can hope to God when you arrive in Santa Fe
That I am not your tour guide
I don't even know where it is
Is it cold is it even in America?
Do they speak Spanish? It sounds like they would speak Spanish
But how would I know
I never go anywhere
If there's one thing I could tell you about Santa Fe...
(Long pause)
...Nup
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16. |
Trees
02:39
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The trees are dying
I'd hate to be a tree in this new century
The trees are crying
I'd hate to have what's down to a tree done to me
'Cause they cut them down and turn them into wood
They rape entire forests for the corporate good
A million awful things are done trees
But worst of all
Worst of all
Trees get chained to hippies
Trees get chained to hippies
Free the trees!
I'd rather have a squirrel store his nuts in me
Help I'm chained up to a hippie
Free the trees
Smokin' dope right near me
Free the trees
And not offering me any
(ree the trees
Playing bongos badly
Whoa whoa whoa
Free the trees
Oh If I fall in the forest no one's gonna hear me but these fuckin' hippies
Free the trees
You know I'd rather be a table
Free the trees
I think I'd rather be woodchips
Free the trees
I'd rather be cigarette papers that's for sure
Uh yeah uh yeah come on
Free the trees free the trees free the trees
I've made my point quite clearly.
Am I laboring it now?
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17. |
Astronaut
04:17
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I know what you're all wondering
Have Tripod ever been to Japan?
You're ignoring a much bigger question
Why don't the Japanese have a space program?
Why aren't there any Japanese astronauts?
Have you ever seen a Japanese astronaut?
I'll tell you why you haven't seen one
I'll tell you why
Because you can't do
The Japanese tea ceremony when you're an astronaut
It's those damn fat gloves
Fat gloves
And you can't do
You can't do
The Japanese tea ceremony when you're in zero grav
'Cause the tea goes everywhere
The tea goes everywhere
Japanese culture has always fascinated me
From their traditions to their modern way of life
But all their elegance and rich history
Doesn't sit well with my interest in space
Because you can't carry out
a ninja-style assassination dressed as an astronaut
It's the luminous fabric
You're too visible
And they don't let you
Use a samurai sword when your an astronaut
You might puncture the suit
You might depressurise
Like a Gremlin in a microwave
But it's those damn fat gloves
Fat gloves
They're the main problem
You can't nurture your Tamagochi
Fat gloves
You can't make an origami swan
And have you ever tried getting a used panty vending machine into a space shuttle?
Well I've tried
They don't let you
Fucking NASA red tape
I couldn't reconcile the two things that I loved
So I threw away my dreams of outer space
I had to find myself a whole new job
Maybe in the sports arena I would find a place
But you can't do
The Japanese tea ceremony when you're a boxing champ
It's those damn fat gloves again
Fat gloves again
Those confounded puffy mitts
Loom right in front of my face
Every night in bed
I'm haunted by fat gloves
Fat fat
You can't drink sake
You can't do bukkake
Or ride a Kawasaki
When you're an astronaut
And they don't let you be an astronaut on Japanese telly
'Cause you're not enough of a red herring
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18. |
Tripod Melbourne, Australia
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