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Adjust for Inflation
02:58
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"Ten bucks for cover? That's just fascism!" [real thing said by a real person]
Working the door on a Friday night
And it never fails to delight
Looks like we've got ourselves a soap-boxer
With nuanced politics; he'll show us the light
You know? You're right!
But I say to you, my friend,
You better keep up
Because time flies
When you adjust for inflation
Time, it flies
So just walk on by
Just because you don't like the price
I'll take your advice
I'll let you in for free!
Pay or don't pay, let's just move this along
I don't even care who's wrong
The only thing awry: you're abstaining to buy
And it's not as noble as you think
Take your stand, nickel and dime the cover guy
When you're spending thrice as much on drinks
Even though I don't like your face
I'll give you a break
Please come in for free!
I just can't believe that you're real
But I'll cut you a deal
Everything's on me!
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2. |
Pig Farmer
02:31
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The fate of this vast land
Lies in these filthy, but capable hands
To do right by our loyalist brethren, I shall do all I can
So God guard thee, God guard thee
God guard thee Newfoundland
Swine over brine, a matter of time
Swine under brine, it's about time
Time, time, time
J.R. Smallwood is the name
Pork products were once my game
Got my work cut out for me
Soon to make newfound history
Think I'm ready for something else
Save some bumpkins from themselves
Move to Gander, bide my time
Try my hand at a new breed of swine
Gander airport, hub of flight
Pork belly cured and smoked on site
Got my trade on the great mainland
Guelph, Ontario, Wellington brand
Learned how to cure from the best
Gonna put the Dominion to the test
Look to the day they know my name
Know my motto, Know my refrain:
Swine over brine, a matter of time
Swine under brine, it's about time
Time, time, time
Who will be our fearless leader?
Who will be our shameless dealer?
Barrelman here, that's my handle
To me no showman holds a candle
St. John's bound to deliver the goods
Confederation's sold in the backwoods
March 31st, forty nine
Mine is yours, yours is mine
On this holy eve of April Fools
We are free from British rule
Fated to ruled by thieves and hacks
While we still fly the union jack
Lend your brothers a helping hand
And never forget: God guard thee Newfoundland
Who's our next fearless leader?
Who's our next shameless dealer?
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3. |
Harbour (Interlude)
03:18
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Southbound, safe and sound, come round
Southbound, turnaround, inbound
Gimme a call now, da once.
I never hears from ye no more.
I must drop out for a cup of tea sometime
I got nuttin' to be at these days
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Sunk Costs
03:38
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Hey, give me a dollar, and I'll give you back five
This VLT here's due for a prize
Thanks a lot, friend, I'll be back in a bit
Now just wait here and don't you fret
Hey, I lost your dollar, now give me two
You might as well lose more, once you already lose
You just don't get business, but that's okay
You got to spend to earn, that's the way
Put your trust in me, and everything will work out
But most importantly, fill my bank account
Would I lie to you? Don't answer that.
Just don't ask questions to make your pockets fat
So tell me what you've learned, do you understand now?
You think me a fraud, but tell me how
It's simple economics, can't argue with that
you gamble and you gain, and that's a fact!
No regrets, no remorse
In light of sunk costs, just stay the course
When you're remiss, no recourse
Just face sunk costs, and stay the course
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Ontario...your liquor laws...are bullshit.
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