[00:19.380]Once again I'm slipping into my feminine ways[00:24.080]Pump creatine and skip leg day[00:28.370]Jump as four titans emerge form underground[00:32.770]Debating would you rather be burnt or drowned?[00:37.190]Pump fists drunk on the stench of fraternity[00:41.950]Haloed by memories of benching eternity[00:46.500]Head polished to a mirror for Athena[00:51.000]Goodbye Nana A and stay strong Nana Tina[00:55.040]Before the America's Cup[00:59.192]It was sailors and junkies[01:01.532]Pescatores and bikies[01:04.090]Before the America's Cup[01:08.780]Never heard of methadone[01:11.170]Never called the shelter home[01:13.470]Never went to bed alone[01:15.700]Alan was a rolling stone[01:32.140]Once again I'm slipping up to my hominid gait[01:36.710]Kiss soil crack vertebrate[01:40.930]I'm cocksure as a man jumping off a cliff[01:45.440]Top heavy head cigarette and a quiff[01:49.620]Slunk back drunk to the den of uncertainty[01:54.600]Crying a fantasy of bleeding maternity[01:58.510]Before the America's Cup[02:02.790]It was sailors and junkies[02:05.060]Pescatores and bikies[02:07.680]Before the America's Cup[02:12.220]Never heard of methadone[02:14.575]Never called the shelter home[02:17.010]Never went to bed alone[02:19.130]Alan was a rolling stone[02:35.560]Tip-toe, going on some gospel[02:40.010]Oh oh, sea air, join a ship in Minsk[02:44.520]The way I see it, don't care in Tex[02:49.380]Ocean Network Express[02:53.070]Before the America's Cup[02:57.310]It was sailors and junkies[02:59.600]Pescatores and bikies[03:02.220]Before the America's Cup[03:06.740]Never heard of methadone[03:09.280]Never called the shelter home[03:11.290]Before the America's Cup[03:15.530]It was sailors and junkies[03:17.820]Pescatores and bikies[03:20.390]Before the America's Cup[03:24.860]Never heard of methadone[03:27.450]Never called the shelter home[03:29.510]Before the America's Cup[03:33.660]It was sailors and junkies[03:35.920]Pescatores and bikies