Boarding Party

Boarding Party are an oz rock style folk punk with a touch of dub.

Track Listing

  1. Bushfire
  2. Bass Strait City
  3. Fisher Widows
  4. Power of the Sea
  5. Bushfire VCD

Album Art

Lyrics

AUNTY

GOT A LONG CALL FROM ONE OF THE KIDS
SCHOOL IS BORING, HOME ON THE WEEKENDS
ITS A LONG WAY UP THE COAST
FROM HOBART TO NEWCASTLE NEW SOUTH WALES

CHORUS:

GOTTA SEE HERSELF AS AUNTY NOW
BUT MISSING THOSE KIDS
LIKE THEY’RE HER OWN KIDS
IN THE YEARS WHEN THEY WERE TOGETHER WELL
TOGETHER THEY WERE GROWING

HE’S ALRIGHT SHE SUPPOSES
POLITE EMAILS, THEY MAKE ARRANGEMENTS
JESSY SAYS DADS GOT A NEW GIRLFRIEND
TIES HER SHOELACES, TAKES ’EM TO MOVIES

CHORUS

THEY’RE GOING ALL THE WAY
GOING ALL THE WAY
GOING ALL THE WAY

SOMETIMES THINKS SHE’LL JUST GIVE UP
NEVER CALL SEND CARDS ON THE BIRTHDAYS
AFTER ALL THEY’RE NOT HER BLOOD
GOT A NEW MUM NOW ANYWAY
GETTING USED TO THE PAIN
NEW FRIENDS GOT COUNSELLING
PRETTY HARD BREAKING UP
ESPECIALLY WHEN THE KIDS ARE NOT YOUR OWN

CHORUS

James Brook 2007

CHILDREN

DANCING IN THE NIGHT
A COLD AND CLEAR CRYSTAL SKY
OLD SCOTTISH BATTLE GROUND
THERE WERE FIRE TORCHES
FLAMES AND TECHNO

DANCING IN THE RAIN
AS THE BEER AND THE CIDER WENT DOWN
PLAYING GUITAR ROUND THE FIRE
WE WERE SINGING
OLD FOLK SONGS

CHORUS:
TALKING ABOUT HOW THE WORLDS GOING DOWN
LICKING OUR WOUNDS FROM THE PROTESTS AND ACTIONS
THE TOUGH LIFE THAT WE’VE CHOSEN
WE’RE TAKING OUR CHILDREN
AS WE TRAVEL…

NOW YOU’VE SETTLED DOWN
A BUSH BLOCK AND A CROP ONCE A YEAR
STILL THE MEMORIES PASS ON
TEACHING THE CHILDREN
OF REVOLUTION

CHORUS

NOW YOU’RE HEADING FOR THE DESERT
AS THE SNOWS OF WINTER COME DOWN
IN OLD RUSTY FOUR WHEEL DRIVES
GATHERED ROUND THE FIRE
ARE GENERATIONS

CHORUS

WE’RE ON THE ROAD AGAIN….
WE’RE ON THE ROAD AGAIN…
LET’S HEAD TO SEA AGAIN…

James Brook 2007

BASS STRAIT CITY

HERE WE ARE NOW IN BASS STRAIT CITY
HERE WE ARE NOW IN 2050
HERE WE ARE NOW IN BASS STRAIT CITY
HERE WE ARE NOW THE END OF THE WORLD

HOW DO YOU WANT IT TO BE
OUR ISLAND FOR US OR A PRIVATE COMPANY
THEY’RE DRILLING THE OIL ON THE FARMERS LAND
IF YOU DON’T LIKE THIS BETTER MAKE A STAND

SINGING HERE WE ARE NOW…etc

IN THE SIXTIES AND SEVENTIES WE FOUGHT FOR OUR PAY
TWENTY FIRST CENTURY HOWARD TOOK IT AWAY
NO CHEAP AIRLINES NO MORE MOTOR CARS
THE ANTARCTIC OIL ITS RUNNING OUT

HERE WE ARE NOW….

THE FRESH WATER ITS RUNNING OUT
WHAT’D WE DO TO DESERVE THIS DROUGHT
THE FRESH WATER IS RUNNING OUT
WHAT’D WE DO TO CAUSE THIS DROUGHT

HERE WE ARE NOW…

James Brook 2007

THAILAND

WHEN WE FIRST WENT TO THAILAND
WE WERE FEELING OKAY
LANDED IN PHUKET
HELLO JORDAN CONWAY

ON ON HOTEL
WHISKEY AND COKE
BHUDIST TEMPLE AT DAWN
PUTTING SWORDS IN THEIR THROATS

OHHH PHUKET TOWN
OHHH MONSOON COMING DOWN

PATONG BEACH
KICKBOXING FIGHTS
PING PONG STRIP CLUBS
LADY BOY NIGHTS

PISTOLS TATTOOS
BEDBUGS AND SWEAT
SIMILAN ISLANDS
GOODBYE PHUKET

OHHH SEE THE LEOPARD SHARKS
OHHH THIRTY METRES DOWN

SEE BHANG KOK
IN THE HAOELOGEN LIGHTS
LIKE A SCI FI MOVIE
IN THE NIGHT
TAXIS MOTORBIKES
RED BULL BUCKETS AND ICE
AND KHO SAN ROAD
MARKET AT NIGHT
SHOPPINGS DONE
GONNA CATCH THAT FLIGHT

TO KRABI KHO LANT
PI PI THE BEACH
GERMAN BACKPACKERS
DIAHORREA

ON ON HOTEL
WHISKEY AND COKE
BUHDIST TEMPLES
SWORDS IN THEIR THROATS

OHH THAILAND NOW
OHHH WE’RE HEADING SOUTH
OHHH THAILAND NOW
OHHH HEADING SOUTH

James Brook 2008

POWER OF THE SEA

WAS FOUR OF US
A SMUGGLING SAILING YACHT
FIFTY GRAND TO DO THE TRIP
I WAS IN I WAS IN
FROM AFRICA CAME THE SUPPLY
T’WAS NIGHT TIME WHEN
A FISHING BOAT
DID GLIDE UP TO OUR SIDE
PASSED THE CARGO IN A SILK BLACK SEA
WE WAS AWAY WAS WE

BATTLING GALES WE MADE IT TO
DELIVERY COORDINATES OFF EIRE
BUT NO PICK UP CREW
AT RENDEVOUS
SO WE CIRCLES OUT TO SEA
THE MAFIA SOOK THAT CONTROLLED THE LOAD
WAS FREAKING AND WETTING HIS PANTS THE TOAD
FIGHTING AND BITCHING SO WAS WE
RUNNING OUT OF WATER AND TAKING ON SEA

I’M RISKING LIFE AND LIMB FOR A TON OF HASH
GOT PLANS FOR MY MONEY BUT I’VE DONE MY DASH
DON’T UNDERESTIMATE THE POWER OF THE SEA
SHE’LL TEACH YOU A LESSON BOTH YOU AND ME

SO OUT TO THE OPEN SEA WE GOES
THE ATLANTIC GALE OH HO SO SHE BLOWS
THE THIRD DAY TOO NO RENDEVOUS
WE WAS ON THE RADIO
FINALLY THEY ANSWER CHANNEL THIRTY TWO
WHERE THE FOOKING BLAZES HAVE YA BEEN
SORRY CHAPS WE HAD A BIT OF STRESS
SO LETS MEET SET YOUR GPS

THROUGH THE FOG AND MIST WE GOES
TO COME FACE TO FACE WITH THE SCARPA FLOW
AS BIG AS A CLIFF
A FREAKING BATTLESHIP
THE ROYAL NAVY OH SHIT OH SHIT

CHORUS

WE TURNS ABOUT
WITH THE ENGINES ON FULL
LETS OPEN THE SEA COCKS WE’RE DOWN BELOW
THE ZODIAC TROOPERS GIVE US A GO
COME SAMASAULTING OVER THE RAILS
TOOT TOOT TOOT
FIRES THE MACHINE PISTOLS
OUT ON DECK NOW HANDS IN THE AIR
I’M LYING FACE DOWN IN THE FREEZING SPRAY
AND ON THE QUICK CUFFS GO

AND THE WIND SHE BLOWS
BLOW MY DREAMS AWAY
AND OUT TO SEA
ACROSS THE WHITE CAPPED WAVES
THE ATLANTIC SPRAY
I PLEAD GUILTY

TEN YEARS THEY SENTENCED ME
I GOT OUT WITH GOOD BEHAVIOUR IN THREE
I’M WALKING THROUGH DUBLIN
ON WEEKEND RELIEF
WHEN I MEETS A LASSIE JUST LIVING ON THE STREET
HAPPY END TO MY STORY
I’M PLEASED TO ENTREAT
WE FELL IN LOVE AND IT WAS SWEET
BUT I STILL REMEMBER THAT HORRIBLE TRIP
KEEPING MY HEAD DOWN
STAYING CLEAN
DON’T YOU UNDERESTIMATE THE POWER OF THE SEA
SHE’LL TEACH YOU A LESSON YEAH YOU AND ME

CHORUS

James Brook 2005