Cunt Act

If you’re sitting on a flight
Everybody’s packed in tight
And you put your seat back
Cunt act
And if you’re the only one
Left alive holding the gun
In a suicide pact
Cunt act
If a local footy team
Has a party dress-up themed
And their faces are all blacked
Cunt act
If you fuck over the poor
Hiding your profits offshore
Just to pay less tax

Cunt act
Cunt act

If they force you to comply
With another f.o.I
But the good bits you redact
Cunt act
When a boxer lost a fight
And you tweet him every night
To remind him of the fact

When a lumberjack is good
But you grab the piece of wood
When he’s just swinging the axe
Cunt act
When the witness on a case
Has a sudden about-face
And testimony he retracts
Cunt act
When you roll a seasoned ham
At a heap of tomato cans
Just after they’ve been stacked
Cunt act
When your workers have to swear
They won’t unionise while there
So they can easily be sacked

Cunt act
Cunt act

Cunt act
Cunt act
Woo!

When your wallet gets racked
You’re woken after you've relaxed
When your phone screen is cracked
You dropped your bong after you’ve packed
When the feds have got you tracked
When your credos all got maxed
You’re still peckish when you've snacked
When you've gibed and should have tacked

Cunt act
Cunt act
Cunt act
Cunt act

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