Grab a six pack for the way home   It's only twenty five minutes alone   At a chance to listen to what you see fit   Put your tail between your legs and you split      Was never one for luck   On a pay rise or a girl you got stuck   Never bother with FM radio   Pop a compilation tape and we'll go   But every dick that comes from the hills   Is gonna inundate you still      Never one to let something go   To make you hate or cuss at folks you don't know   As his girlfriend takes the last mushroom slice   You hope they never make their movie on time      Was never one for luck   On a pay rise or a girl you got stuck   Never bother with FM radio   Pop a compilation tape and we'll go   But every dick that comes from the hills   Is gonna inundate you still      Nineteen to twenty two   Just Nik, Jaimme, red wine and you   Into the Datsun and go   To another mass appeals show      Was never one for luck   On a pay rise or a girl you got stuck   Never bother with FM radio   Pop a compilation tape and we'll go   But every dick that comes from the hills   Is gonna inundate you still