YOU LET MY TYRES DOWN by TROPICAL FUCK STORM (TFS)

Just another day at TFS HQ, captured on cellulite by the Fellini of Thornbury, Chris Matthews, AKA Flagz of Defero Productions. You Let My Tyres down is from the soon to be released debut album A LAUGHING DEATH IN MEATSPACE (out MAY 4). You can order YOU LET MY TYRES DOWN/BACK TO THE WALL 7 inch here You Let My Tyres Down. Bebe’s in remand right now And she’ll be there for a while For the wounding of a rent a cop And a ram raid in Sunshine She’s right there on CCTV Forgetting to take her medication But Ruby says her lawyer will get The best deal that they can make her But then I grew up around her family And they were such a bunch of losers Anchored only to each other On a sea of vodka cruisers She could say anything At anytime So any mention of plea bargains Is making everybody feel uptight You let my tyres down I’d give you anything at any time But you let my tyres down I picked her car up from the depot I had my lunch at China Rose And then I snorted half a gram of  Australia’s finest home made coke And a child was mauled by bull ants Outside the Highpoint Shopping Centre While a Toorak tractor benefact Bit down on her placenta And an army surplus loner Combed the outskirts of parole But it’s raining in Victoria So that shit’s under control You let my tyres down I’d give you anything at any time But you let my tyres down