Kill the Shantyman Dead
Written by Toby Quast
Just to be 100% clear, we're not a cult. Good? Good. This is a song about how much we're not a cult.
LYRICS
CHORUS
Woah kill the Shantyman dead
Surely you're kidding?
No off with his head
Someone please help me I need an adult
That's what you get for joining a cult
It’s Monday night and I felt like a beer Walking in Redfern, sweet singing I’d hear
A cure for the soul, it's my saviour (ALT: My home away from home; walls covered in cock)
Time for some shanties at Arcadia (ALT: Time for some shanties, right here at The Dock)
CHORUS
But the night got a little weird once I’d had a few wines
Got pulled to the side and handed forms to sign
They told me not to worry, that it’s part of the plan
Forced me with a knife to change my name to ‘Dan’
CHORUS
I was asked to go out on a hunt for a duck
Which a merchant from london misheard for a fuck
I thought I’d be safe in the toilets out back
But a Scotsman burst in and showed me his crack
CHORUS
The horror got worse when they started to chant
For someone had blessed the room with a new shant (NEW SHANT!)
So it had to be baptised in the blood of the sinners
And the loud bunch in the corner were the lucky winners
CHORUS
Now I’m the next one that they want to slay
All ‘cos I asked “where is Mingulay?” (SCOTLAND!)
I’ll get out Redfern on the railroad
Just slip past the crowd before they- oh god, no!
CHORUS x 2
