Lyrics HouseFyre - Briggs, Tim Minchin

HouseFyre

Da-dup, da-dup, oh
Da-dup, da-dup, oh-oh
Da-dup, da-dup, oh
Da-dup, da-dup
Come little baby, shelter from the storm
We’re goin' viral and the fire is warm
Keepin' calm, carryin' on, Scotty’s latest presser is depressin'
So we’re tuning into this approved message from the Senator
Bet you are still tryna find me
Out of office message: Mahalo from Hawaii
Leadership’s not really somethin' that I’m feelin', kid
You maybe should’ve voted for the other guy behind me
What’s the matter little Aussie battler, ya tired?
No, everything I own is on fire (Yeah, sick)
Well, your Aussie spirit’s still lifted and you’re still kickin' on
Everything is burning, better turn the fuckin' cricket on
We deserve someone who’s a little bit better than
And ain’t no ones been this nice since settlement ()
You ain’t fit to push the whip you backpedalin'
You ain’t fit to wear the kicks that I’m treadin' in
(I'm smooth) I’m real nice like (Hey)
And it’s not like I miss this nightlife
(It's all good) Yeah, it’s all right
If you can’t start a house party, start a house fire (Get it)
Come little baby, shelter from the storm
We’re goin' viral and the fire is warm
We’re good little citizens, sittin' in the bunker
Just watching the boss fumble like my befuddled uncle does
We’re rockin' the lock-in, self-interred
Watchin' videos of Jacinda Ardern, shit
Even the kiwis aren’t allowed outside
If you can’t start a house party, start a house fire (Epic, bro)
Briggs for PM (Okay), duck Peter Dutton if you see him (Fuck him)
Deport this: fuck how you feelin'
Pandemic’s got 'em reelin', people need to see ya leadin'
Eh, fuck it, footy’s on, do it after the weekend
If worst comes to worst the people come first
Yeah, but I’m gonna need a purse for the megachurch
You ain’t fit we don’t get near a penny worth
You ain’t fit, the leadership its gettin' plenty worse
Went to hit the store and everything had been bought
They quarantined us all so we’re sittin' indoors
And if they gettin' on board I’m pullin' this rip cord
And ditchin' this concord and splittin' like Jean-Claude
(Jean-Claude) I’m real nice like (Hey)
And it’s not like I miss this nightlife
(We're all good) Yeah, it’s all right
If you can’t start a house party, start a house fire
(Jean-Claude) Yeah, you’re all right (Hey)
But I’m kinda sick and tired of bein' inside
(We're all good) Yeah, we’re all smiles
If you can’t start a house party, start a house fire (Get it)
Come little baby, shelter from the storm
We’re coughin' up lungs and the kettle’s on
We already burned the world outside
If you can’t start a house party, start a house fire
Da-dup, da-dup, oh (Hey)
Da-dup, da-dup, oh-oh
Da-dup, da-dup, oh (Hey)
If you can’t start a house party, start a house fire
Scotty from Marketing
Standing there shuffling his papers
Wondering why Jesus hasn’t come to save us
Looking at Peter Dutton like, «What the fuck’s happening?»
At least the Ruby Princess had a fuckin' captain
Come little baby, shelter from the storm
Stay the fuck inside until the bugger’s gone
But we can still stir shit from the inside
If you can’t start a house party, start a house fire