Comb & Cutter Lyrics

Got my comb & cutter, got my silver HQ

Going outback, gonna go bush, I'm gonna forget about you

Watch the spitting sun sink down slow into the Mallee dust

The old HQ is a heap of shit and I punch her in disgust

Hold my cutter to the grinding wheel

Hold it there and wait

Sparks fly from my fingertips

Those sparks are filled with hate

The cold metal turns from black to blue

Into the setting sun

Catch my reflection in the water trough

And I think about what you done

Guns and grog and esky, we're blasting down the track

Cassette player blaring and the boys are all rotten in the back

Burnouts in the parking bay, shooting up the signs

We're just here to wreck the place and leave it all behind

Drinking with the drivers while they stop and check their load

Sink some beer and shakers and it's back out on the road

The car is full of cans and dust, the boys are all asleep

I think about what I'm running from, you and that creep