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pegz - the last bushman lyrics

[verse 1:]
what do i do? wrestle crocs and box roos
munch on witchetty grubs like junk food
my whole crew, roll a scoob outta paper bark
and hunt a tasmanian devil in the neighbor’s yard
we train hard in the swamps and mangroves
step on a mudcrab, lose ya d-mn toes
we stand close to a spear with quartz blade
where we live, razorback pigs might fly mate
all day the spinifex cuts and sunburns
bloodthirsty insects feed on young birds
dinosaurs deathroll on drunken tourists
dingoes sweep the camps for unsecured kids
secluded..from the lost city d’of melbourne’s gutters
moving like mountain runners or malcolm douglas
out for justice on the mic roaming the land
my books are the footprints shown in the sand

[hook:]
yeah, the last bushman, all the kids love me
i make mick dundee look like a big yuppie
rex can’t touch me, alby mangel’s the man
the leylands need to get a life and ditch the caravan
i eat vermin for lunch with steve irwin
weed burning my lungs n’ feet hurting
the reef surfing tree surgeon
i keep learning, and researching the realms of a dream serpent

[verse 2:]
dreamtime, nomad, wanderer with a stone ax
rappin through, kakadu, pickin up c0ke cans
crow dance in a smoke trance when the didge hums
spit to the beat, to koala skin drums
big guns and sick cars are taboos
so i cruise downriver in a twin hull canoe
whistle at the ladies, gatherin white clay
wave to the elders, d-mn it’s a nice day
i might go paint the caves in red ochre
ill-strate mythical ways to get over
leg motor trekked the nullarbor with bl–dy hands
feast on a diet of fresh yams and honey ants
running man’s stamina, outback, fightclub
you can see the beauty of spirit in my right arm
diehard lyricist, the land’s my ident-ty
carved by, solar winds from the heavenly

[hook:]
yeah, the last bushman, all the kids love me
i make mick dundee look like a big yuppie
rex can’t touch me, alby mangel’s the man
the leylands need to get a life and ditch the caravan
i eat vermin for lunch with steve irwin
weed burning my lungs n’ feet hurting
the reef surfing tree surging
i keep learning, and researching the realms of a dream serpent

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