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B sides from the first EP.

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released July 1, 2011

All songs written, produced and performed by Terry Mann.

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Coach Bombay Melbourne, Australia

The camembert of cheesy electro-pop.

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Track Name: Spare Youth
Sitting in the front seat
Listen to your song
I don’t know why your think
That everyone is wrong
Don’t you know it’s all in your head?
You’ve got to learn to let it go

Sleeping in the ceiling
Lying in the sun
I don’t know why you think
That it can be undone
Dying is a part of this life
Doesn’t mean you choose the gun

There’s always a time
To change your mind
Always a time
To change your mind

Listen to the bad news
Everyone’s to blame
I don’t know why you think
That it will ever change
Put your faith in something worth the time
Put your name against the line

Watching out the window
Waiting for the day
To walk on through the door
And take you far away
Winter is a season not a shame
Shame it’s not a summer’s day.

There’s always a time
To change your mind
Always a time
To change your mind
Track Name: Teenager
Take down your posters, they are stained
With Mustaine
Take down your portrait of Cobain
Such a shame
That you are growing up so fast
But it can’t last
These days belong now to your past

‘Cos you’re not a teenager anymore
You’re not a teenager anymore
Nobody checks your ID at the door
‘Cos you’re not a teenage any more
Haaaaaaah

Goodbye to tax free threshold pay
Goodbye to four month holidays
Goodbye to polyester sheets
Goodbye to showers twice a week

‘Cos you’re not a teenager anymore
You’re not a teenager anymore
Nobody checks your ID at the door
‘Cos you’re not a teenage any more
Haaaaaaah

Teenager
Teenager
Teenager
Teenager
Teenager
Teenager
Teenager
Track Name: Anybody
Go down to the seaside
Make a record
Everyone's waiting
At the station
For your wheels to roll on by
And catch the traction in the rain

But don't you fall in love
With anybody
No don't you fall in love
With anybody

Go back to your dayjob
Make some money
Everyone's saving
For the future
Make your mark upon the field
And make some friends along the way

But don't you fall in love
With anybody
No don't you fall in love
With anybody

Lonely
The feeling owns me
Long since seen me
But it knows me
Does anybody really have a clue?
Does anybody know what they should do?
Does anybody ever have a chance
To be near you?
Don't you fall in love

Don't you fall in love
With anybody
No don't you fall in love
With anybody
Track Name: Beard
La (x64)

My lady’s out of town
I’m gonna grow a beard, beard, beard
My lady’s out of town
I’m gonna grow a beard, beard, beard

There ain’t much need for kissing
So I thought that while she’s missing
Maybe I’ll just grow myself a great big beard

La (x64)

I fucking hate my job
I’m gonna grow a beard, beard, beard
I fucking hate my job
I’m gonna grow a beard, beard, beard
I fucking hate my boss
And he don’t tolerate no facial moss
So I’m gonna grow myself a great big beard

[Farfisa solo]

I’m hiking in Nepal
I’m gonna grow a beard, beard, beard
I’m hiking in Nepal
I’m gonna grow a beard, beard, beard
I’m freezing from the mountain air
So I could use some facial hair
Yes, I’m gonna grow myself a great big beard

La (x64)

Ha (x5)
Track Name: Like Minded People
This music sucks
And this DJ is feeble
It’s lucky you’re on drugs
And with like minded people

So as long as you comb your hair right
As long as you wear your pants too tight
As long as there’s a dealer in sight, baby
You’re gonna have fun tonight.

This music sucks
And this DJ is feeble
It’s lucky you’re on drugs
And with like minded people

So as long as you comb your hair right
As long as you wear your pants too tight
As long as there’s a dealer in sight, baby
You’re gonna have fun tonight.

Like minded people (x6)