Lyrics by Hewings/Boag. Music by These Animal Men

Released on Too Sussed? Mini-LP and (Come On, Join) The High Society LP.

Too Sussed?

I hear your name in boardroom's and saloon bars
See blocks and blocks of manipulated journalism
How the typewriters love you when they go tap tap

chourus
You're too sussed to be left behind
You are the latest craze
Reload your head today
In headlines across the world

I had my tetanus and associated
Sat my exams to prove my own worthlessness
Goals grade, I got to save for the future
I wish I was

chourus
My bone of contention is
What sentemental baggae is needed her?
No sentemental baggae is needed here
And I got myself on a crate of grapefruit bound for North Island, New Zealand
Where I found myself a job, unloading bananas from places I've never seen before
Hypnotically my minds eye goes to better places
Higher states of mental being, block it out, the great escape for me and you

Too pure - too beautiful - too sussed? - over supernova...if you can.