Lyrics:

Once again, I'm slippin' into my feminine ways
Pump Creatine and skip leg day
Jump as four titans emerge from underground
Debating, 'Would you rather be burned or drowned?'

Pump piss-drunk on the stench of fraternity
Haloed by memories of pension eternity
Head polished to a mirror for Athena
Goodbye, Nana A and stay strong, Nana Tina

Before the America's Cup
It was sailors and junkies
Pescatores and bikies
Before the America's Cup
Never heard of methadone
Never caught the shuttle home
Never went to bed alone
Alan was a rolling stone
Uh-huh (woo)

Once again, I'm slippin' into my hominid gait
Desoil cracked vertebrae
I'm cocksure as a man jumping off a cliff
Top heavy hair, cigarette and a quiff
Slunk back drunk to the den of uncertainty
Crying a fantasy of bleeding maternity

Before the America's Cup
It was sailors and junkies
Pescatores and bikies
Before the America's Cup
Never heard of methadone
Never caught the shuttle home
Never went to bed alone
Alan was a rolling stone
Uh-huh

Tip-toe corners in Costco
Trying to ship in Minsk
The way I see it, don't care how long it takes
Ocean Network Express

Before the America's Cup
It was sailors and junkies
Pescatores and bikies
Before the America's Cup
Never heard of methadone
Never caught the shuttle home
Before the America's Cup
It was sailors and junkies
Pescatores and bikies
Before the America's Cup
Never heard of methadone
Never caught the shuttle home
Before the America's Cup
It was sailors and junkies
Pescatores and bikies