Redgum - The Federal Two Ring Circus

Описание: Brown Rice and Kerosene is the third album by Australian folk-rock group Redgum and released in 1981, around the time when Redgum changed from a part-time band to a full-time job for its members.

Michael Atkinson: Guitars, keyboards, vocals
John Schumann: Vocals, guitar
Chris Timms: Vocals, violin
Verity Truman: Vocals, flute, tin whistle, saxophone
David Flett: Bass
Trevor Courtney: Drums and percussion

Produced and engineered by John French
Additional engineering by John Sayers

Lyrics

I've held the seat of Bong-Bong now
Since 1963
With a well-oiled tongue, a makeup man
And prime time ABC
I used to be an auctioneer
There's not much difference
A haze of finance doctoring
And verbal flatulence
Electioneering's such a bore
Three months of bending ears
Thank Christ I only see you yobbos
Once every three years

It's a federal two-ring circus
It's called democracy
Two hundred clowns, a dour MC
And the queen's well-heeled G-G

I'm women's advisor
To the cabinet portfolios
And every week I keep well-briefed
At tea with Ms Buttrose
Unemployment's falling
We look to better days
Because women in the workforce
Are just a passing phase
Let's get back to basics
Experience has shown
The heart is by the hearth
A woman's place is in the home

It's a federal two-ring circus
It's called democracy
Two hundred clowns, a dour MC
And the queen's well-heeled G-G

[Spoken]
This is Sorry Folks in Canberra,
The Shadow Minister For Industrial Segregation Mr Pork
The Lord High Chanchellor of the Hinterland Mr Cheechock
And the Leader of the alien democrats Mr Hip were seen together today strolling together across Lake Burleigh Griffin
Their new party is to be called the media mainline party

And Mr Hips suggestion of the slogan "Keep the customs honest" was adopted
In other Canberra news, the governor general, attending a history teachers luncheon outlined for the benefit of those present a chapter in the glorious pages of his position:

I'm a vestige of nobility
Cognac and caviar
Soires at the racetrack
And oration jocular
I had a dream that
Constitutional crisis
Loomed again
The CIA and history
Hailed the rigors of my pen
But I'd had one too many gins
How they groaned behind my back
I signed the papers upside down
And gave myself the sack

It's a federal two-ring circus
It's called democracy
Two hundred clowns, a dour MC
And the queen's well-heeled G-G