Blue Pool © 2007 Neil Porter Well I’m packing up the wagon Time to do some camping by the sea It’s ninety ks to Paradise Ninety ks from nowhere you and me Well we’re heading up to Bermie We’ll find a beach that isn’t far away The water temp’s been falling You couldn’t get this man in there, no way Blue Pool Warmer than the ocean Blue Pool Quite the place to be Blue Pool Poetry in motion Blue Pool Hangin’ in the sun sounds fine to me Fine to me Fine to me Blue Pool INSTRUMENTAL Blue Pool Warmer than the ocean Blue Pool Quite the place to be Blue Pool Poetry in motion Blue Pool Hangin’ in the sun sounds fine to me Fine to me Fine to me Blue Pool We’re hangin’ around the harbour Fishing boats they loiter in the bay Moto Guzzi mayhem 80 years and clearly here to stay Gelato by the seaside Get to taste the ones you want for free Talk of Rome and Vespas Just about as cool as you can be

Well it’s half past four and I’m all alone I’ve got a head full of turkey and half a bone It’s got me stuffed what happened last night But by the look of my face it was a damn good fight I’m sad - and I’m sorry I’m bad - I’m a worry Just let me lay down on the floor And I swear to you - I wont drink no more I’m sit’n pick’n gravel out’a my knees I’m as sick as a dog and my dog’s got fleas My mouth smells like a cocky’s cage That’s the last time I go out and rage I’m sad - and I’m sorry I’m bad - I’m a worry Just let me lay down on the floor And I swear to you - I wont drink no more There’s a strange sort of ringin’ in my ears And the air I’m passin’ smells like beer Gotta get it together and get some food Because I think I’m sufferin’ the Boozer Blues Copyright Glenn Washbourne 2005

Cold Black Heart ©2014 Neil Porter You've got your evil eyes You tear my world apart I've had my nights of sighs I don't know where to start Don't want your evil eyes Don't want your cold black heart Don't want your web of lies Don't want your cold black heart You're on the other side No need to get in line You take me for a ride Not gonna work this time Don't want your evil eyes Don't want your cold black heart Don't want your web of lies Don't want your cold black heart Give to the rich, take from the poor Don’t want you hangin’ round One day I’ll see them put you Down in the cold cold ground Don't want your evil eyes Don't want your cold black heart Don't want your web of lies Don't want your cold black heart You wouldn't be here now Without your web of lies You wouldn't be here now Without your web of lies

DIY Salvation E I fix my eyes on The far horizon What I see’s not good It frightens me Myself, I’ll get through My children might too After them, so grim The chances slim Counter futility Take responsibility Do not rely On those in charge Don’t rely On the guys At the top Don’t depend They won’t defend Your children Rhetoric and conjecture Will not protect you You must take action now Don’t trust the powers In final hours They’ll throw your children Overboard Don’t depend They won’t defend The earth Pie in the sky To rely on The top You pray to Gods That’s just bad odds There’s no-one there to Fix things up Don’t trust the churches Don’t trust the nations They’re all corrupted Corporations Don’t depend They won’t defend Your future Watch their behaviour They’re not your saviour You’re collateral Take up the clear view You’ll see it’s just you Can give your grandchildren a chance You are the answer To stop earth’s cancer You must think how You must act now It’s not funny They just want your money You don’t count Pie in the sky To rely On the top Don’t be a sucker They don’t give a fuck a ‘Bout you !

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I’M OUT THERE SOMEWHERE (lyrics Peter Reid ©2011) I AM OUT THERE SOMEWHERE JUST NEED TO FIND A PLACE WHERE I CAN FIND OUT WHO I AM THERE’S A PLACE SOMEWHERE, I CAN FIND OUT WHO I AM SORT IT OUT ALL BY MYSELF, FIND MY PROMISED LAND THERE’S A PLACE SOMEWHERE, I CAN FIND OUT WHO I AM DRIVING UP THE PRINCE’S HIGHWAY NOT SURE WHERE I’M GOIN LOOKIN FOR A PLACE TO CHILL FIND AN OFFSHORE BLOWIN THERE’S A PLACE SOMEWHERE, I CAN FIND OUT WHO I AM HAD A MORTGAGE, HAD A JOB HAD A WEDDING RING I FOUND OUT THE HARD WAY THAT WASN’T REALLY HER THING THERE’S A PLACE SOMEWHEREI CAN FIND OUT WHO I AM I’VE GOT MY DOG, GOT MY DRUMS GOT MY SURFBOARD YEH GOIN TO FIND MYSELF A PLACE A LONG LONG WAY FROM HER THERE’S A PLACE SOMEWHERE, I CAN FIND OUT WHO I AM SOMEWHERE UP THAT HIGHWAY THERE’S A PLACE JUST RIGHT RIDE THE WAVES THROUGH THE DAY PLAY MUSIC THROUGH THE NIGHT THERE’S A PLACE SOMEWHERE I CAN FIND OUT WHO I AM SORT IT OUT ALL BY MYSELF FIND MY PROMISED LAND

LIFELINE (©2010 Gus Washbourne) Don’t just stand there, throw me a lifeline Your love’s like quicksand suckin’ me down Don’t just stand there, throw me a lifeline Put me back where I was before love came to town I been a Iot of places with a Iot of nice guys like you But no one sucks my blood like you do I can’t even have a beer on my own Without you having a whinge and a moan Don ‘t just stand there throw me a lifeline I can feel my life force slippin’ away Don’t just stand there, throw me a lifeline Give me one good reason why I should stay You sit in your chair like you don ‘t really care, abusing That’s something I don’t find very amusing I know I’m not perfect but I tried really hard for you But that didn’t work and I don’t know what to do Please let me go let me out of your life I can’t be your lover and I won’t be your wife We just fight together and we’re happy apart Let me go from here and make a new start Sex ain’t the solution it feels like prostitution to me If your gonna give your love you’ve got to give it for free It‘s a lifetime commitment not a casual thing I need So darlin’ let me go don ‘t make me bleed Don’t just stand there, throw me a lifeline I can feel my life force slippin’ away REPEAT x2 Outro

Mad Hatter ©2010 Neil Porter I’ve been watching how you wear your skin I’ve been checking out the state you’re in I’ve been waiting ‘til you drop your guard Looking out for the Queen of Hearts Mad Hatter – Tea Party Mad Hatter – Tea Party I’ve been waiting for the coin to drop I’ve been waiting for the fun to stop I’ve been thinking there’s no end to this Watch you swim in your ignorant bliss Mad Hatter – Tea Party Mad Hatter – Tea Party “Rite me a sine” and show me the way My Cheshire smile might give the game away I’ve been watching as you drain your glass I’ve been waiting for this phase to pass Can’t believe that you can look so cool Hanging out with all those tea party fools? Mad Hatter – Tea Party Mad Hatter – Tea Party

No Relief In Sight ©2010 Neil Porter There’s a hole in the roof Where the rain gets in Can’t get to sleep at night A hole in my heart Where the pain gets in And there’s no relief in sight He’s got a hole in his heart And there’s no relief in sight A hole in his heart And there’s no relief in sight The ground’s been shaking Things are not the same Mama this can’t be right The earth’s been quaking Might do it again Mama please put this right He’s got a hole in his heart And there’s no relief in sight A hole in his heart And there’s no relief in sight You get used to the high life Ride high in the saddle And you have a good time Middle of the lake Without any paddle Just have a good time Hold that rhythm Hold it tight Don’t turn it off Til the time is right Don’t stop shaking Shake it right Shake it, shake it All through the night He’s got a hole in his heart And there’s no relief in sight A hole in his heart And there’s no relief in sight Never believed in Heaven Didn’t believe a lot Never did notice The warning sign Didn’t hear the warning shot He’s got a hole in his heart And there’s no relief in sight A hole in his heart And there’s no relief in sight You get used to the high life Ride high in the saddle And you have a good time Middle of the lake Without any paddle Just have a good time

This version features Heather McCleod on Vocals, Gus on Guitar, Neil on Bass and Pete on Drums. This went onto our 5th cd ‘PBGB V’.

Out Here And Stranded ©2012 Neil Porter INTRO: | C | D | D Em | D Em | C | D | D Em | D Em | VERSE: | Em | B | D | A | Em | B | D | A | CHORUS: | C | D | D Em | D Em | C | D | D Em | D Em | VERSE: | Em | B | D | A | Em | B | D | A | CHORUS: | C | D | D Em | D Em | C | D | D Em | D Em | SOLO: | Em | B | D | A | Em | B | D | A | | C | D | D Em | D Em | C | D | D Em | D Em | VERSE: | Em | B | D | A | Em | B | D | A | CHORUS: | C | D | D Em | D Em | C | D | D Em | D Em | D Em | D Em | D Em | D Em | D Em | D Em | Afficianados may notice that I'm using regular chords here for a change - that's why I included them :) It came out of nothing Wasn’t something you said No kind of a warning There’s no voice in my head I’m out here and stranded It’s a quandary I’m in Feeling disbanded Tied up and branded I’ve got no illusions Got no axe to grind I’m full of confusion Of the worrying kind Fishing for compliments Never know where to look Got a line in the water But no bait on the hook I’m out here and stranded It’s a quandary I’m in Feeling disbanded Tied up and branded I’ve got no illusions Got no axe to grind I’m full of confusion Of the worrying kind Need to change the equation Need to pick at the lock Too much time on my hands While I run down the clock I’m out here and stranded It’s a quandary I’m in Feeling disbanded Tied up and branded I’ve got no illusions Got no axe to grind I’m full of confusion Of the worrying kind

SERVE IT UP ©2010 Peter Reid WAKE UP IN THE MORNING, QUARTER TO SEVEN HEADED FOR THE SURF, LIQUID HEAVEN PADDLE THROUGH THE BREAK, SITTING OUT THE BACK WAITING FOR THE SETS, MAXIMUM ATTACK SERVE IT UP, SERVE IT UP, SERVE IT UP, SERVE IT UP SERVE IT UP, COME ON HUEY, SERVE IT UP CAFÉ 25, HALF PAST NINE GET MYSELF SOME BREAKFAST, FEELING FINE SMOOTHIE, EGGS AND BACON, SITTING IN THE SUN NOTHING COULD BE BETTER, DAY HAS JUST BEGUN SERVE IT UP, SERVE IT UP, SERVE IT UP, SERVE IT UP SERVE IT UP, CAFÉ 25 SERVE IT UP I DRIVE THE UTE BACK TO THE SHED, HALF PAST TEN THE BOYS ARRIVING SHORTLY, THROUGH THE SETS AGAIN CHRIS IS REALLY PUMPIN’, GUS IS IN THE GROOVE NEIL IS REALLY JUMPIN, MAKES YOU WANT TO MOVE SERVE IT UP, SERVE IT UP, SERVE IT UP, SERVE IT UP SERVE IT UP, PBGB SERVE IT UP HALF PAST FIVE, NEVER MUCH SOONER BOTTOM PUB IS CALLING, READY FOR A SCHOONER ME AND MY DARLIN, OUT FOR THE NIGHT STEAK FOR DINNER, FEELING JUST RIGHT SERVE IT UP, SERVE IT UP, SERVE IT UP, SERVE IT UP SERVE IT UP, BOTTOM PUB SERVE IT UP TIME PLEASE GENTS, QUARTER PAST TEN COURTESY BUS TAKES US HOME AGAIN CRAWL INTO THE COT WITH MY BEAUTIFUL WIFE KISSIN AND A HUGGIN, IT’S A GREAT GREAT LIFE SERVE IT UP, SERVE IT UP, SERVE IT UP, SERVE IT UP SERVE IT UP, COME ON DARLIN’ SERVE IT UP

SHY AND RETIRING Raymond Toms © 2012 All of my life, I’ve been Shy and Retiring Always looked smart, never let my hair down At parties you’d find me, locked in the bathroom To the girls, I was just a sad clown CHORUS (harmonies) Shy and Retiring, not getting ahead Shy and Retiring, alone in my bed I started a job, and I wore my best suit I’d abide by the rules, always waiting in line I watched as the others, got ahead of the queue And they all seemed, to get on just fine Shy and Retiring, not getting ahead Shy and Retiring, alone in my bed Soon the bullies moved on, and no one was left there Who knew how to do things, make sure it was done. The bosses they noticed, that ‘Shy and Retiring’ Was better, than guys who had gone Shy and Retiring, not getting ahead Shy and Retiring, alone in my bed Shy and Retiring? I’ve finished ahead Shy and Retiring? My wife in my bed Shy and Retiring? Don’t care about cash Shy and Retiring? Got a pension to stash

Snake Oil ©2016 Neil Porter Mean Mr Mustard Got his foot in the door I don’t understand What you opened it for Drop your guard And he’ll walk right in Oozing that snake oil On everything Chorus: Snake oil, snake oil Come and get your snake oil And you’ll stay alive Til a hundred and ten Snake oil, snake oil Buy my fine snake oil Gonna make you richer Than you’ve ever been Mass hypnosis Wild tirade He’s got all the skills Of the snake oil trade Big on slogans Small on hands Gonna make America Snake again Snake oil, snake oil Come and get your snake oil And you’ll stay alive Til a hundred and ten Snake oil, snake oil Buy my fine snake oil Gonna make you richer Than you’ve ever been Money on the counter He’ll give us all a case Snake oil man In a snake oil race Drop your guard And he’ll walk right in Oozing that snake oil On everything Snake oil, snake oil Come and get your snake oil And you’ll stay alive Til a hundred and ten Snake oil, snake oil Buy my fine snake oil Gonna make you richer Than you’ve ever been Gonna make you richer Gonna make you richer Gonna make you richer Than you’ve ever been Snake oil, snake oil Gonna make you richer Than you’ve ever been

SUNRISE AT SALTWATER, A SCENE TOO GOOD TO MISS SWELL ROLLS IN FROM A THOUSAND MILES, MET BY AN OFFSHORE KISS DRIFT ON UP TO LENNARD’S, PAMBULA RIVERMOUTH FIVE FOOT AT THE BAR, DREAMTIME WAY DOWN SOUTH BUNGA UP TO CUTTAGEE, GOT IT TO OURSELVES JUST A POD OF DOLPHINS, PLAYING IN THE SWELL DALMENY STRIP AND CONGO, MORUYA BREAKWALL RIGHTS PINK ROCKS GOING OFF, CLOUDLESS STARRY NIGHTS WAVES THE STUFF OF LEGEND LIKE PAMBULA RIVERMOUTH EMPTY BREAKS THAT PROMISE DREAM TIME WAY DOWN SOUTH DREAM TIME WAY DOWN SOUTH. GUILLOTINES AND NO-TOES, SUNNY DAWN DELIGHT DRIFT ON UP TO WAIRO BEACH, DOLPHIN POINT TONIGHT FLAT ROCK ON A BIG SWELL, WE’LL GO TO PILGRIM’S FOR LUNCH HEAD IN TO GREEN ISLAND, SNIFFIN OUT A HUNCH AUSSIE PIPE AT SUMMERCLOUD, PAY YOUR TAXES TO THE BROS SANDON POINT END OF THE LINE, THAT’S AS FAR AS THE SOUTH COAST GOES SO TURN THE VAN AROUND, AND HEAD BACK DOWN THE LINE TOO MUCH IS NEVER ENOUGH, YOU’RE TALKING SOUTH COAST DREAMTIME

Take Me To Heart © 2009 Neil Porter Take me to heart Just don't take me for granted Tear me apart But don't leave me that way Where do we start Now that it's over Take me to heart When we first met You got just what you wanted Time and again You got your own way Where do we start Now that it's over Take me to heart Stop me if I've said Something that doesn't need saying Stop me if I've said Something wrong Tell me if this Is just some kind of game you're playing And I'll be gone SOLOS Stop me if I've said Something that doesn't need saying Stop me if I've said Something wrong Tell me if this Is just some kind of game you're playing And I'll be gone Got this thing in my head That you'll set me free was it something I said I just can't let it be Where do we start Now that it's over Take me to heart Hope you have some regrets When you walk out that door But I'll get back my heart Pick myself off the floor Where do we start Now that it's over Take me to heart Stop me if I've said Something that doesn't need saying Stop me if I've said Something wrong Tell me if this Is just some kind of game you're playing

TECHNOLOGY ©2010 Gus Washbourne I’m a downtrodden father who’s just been conned By his daughter once again I bought her the phone she had to have To keep in contact with her friends Then she insisted that it had to have Bluetooth and a hands free kit A 2 meg camera and the internet and a whole lot of other shit Chorus Technology be the death of me I’m telling you Technology be the death of me Ain’t it true I can’t even tum my laptop on without doin’ somethin’wrong I erased my disk and I.wasn’t pissed and I only had one bong I bought myself a GPS to get from A to B It’s full of maps and it talks to you so you don’t get lost you see They say it Works from satellites now that’s A bit of fun I’m the only man in history to drive up my own bum Chorus I acquired for my house a new flat screen HD tv set They say the bloody picture is the best you’ll ever get The Blueray player has a hard drive recorder But that’s not where I’m at It only means you can record 300 hours of crap Chorus

TELL ME HONEY ©2000 McDougal, Wisener, Reid OH TELL ME WHERE DJA GET THE MONEY HONEY WHERE DJA GET THE CASH? WHO’S YOUR SECRET LOVER BABY? WHERE’S YOUR SECRET STASH? TELL ME HONEY OH TELL ME BOUT THOSE FANCY THINGS I’M ONLY JUST ABOVE THE BREAD LINE AND YOU’RE WEARING FANCY SHOES AND RINGS I GIVE YOU ALL I EARN, I DON’T GET NOTHIN’ BACK INFORM ME NOW OR YOU CAN START TO PACK TELL ME HONEY ETC I CAN’T AFFORD A SIX PACK YOU’RE DRINKING STOLLI ON ICE YOU’RE EATIN CAVIAR AND OYSTERS WHILE I SUBSIST ON RICE TELL ME HONEY ETC I’M ONLY JUST ABOVE THE BREAD LINE AND YOU’RE WEARING FANCY SHOES YOU’RE WEARING FANCY SHOES YOU’RE WEARING FANCY SHOES AND RINGS

THE CRYSTAL ROOM ©2010 Peter Reid Big swell is looming large Out the back ready to charge Sittin’ waiting for the set Taking off just like a jet Hopin’ that the wave curls over If it does, four leaf clover Lookin for that barrel shape In the tube, hydraulic escape Take the drop go super fast Super sucky, it’s a blast Go like crazy, go for broke Here it comes the ultimate stoke Overhead it looks like glass Underneath its sucking past Line it up, aim for the light Get the angle totally right Get inside The Barrel ride The Crystal Room It’s a blast Super fast The Crystal Room Sucking sound All around The Crystal Room Out with the spit This is it The Crystal Room

The Very Next Bend ©2020 Neil Porter Heading down Main St, hands in his pockets Thinking ‘bout winter and the holes in his shoes What’ll it be? When will it end? Train wreck coming round the very next bend Backs to the wall under enemy fire Pushing the limits right up to the wire What’ll it be? When will it end? Nightmare coming round the very next bend Well here we are in the black of night They’re ready for anything, itching to fight What’ll it be? When will it end? Nightmare tearing round the very next bend The shot came from nowhere just like a rocket Benny went down, there was no-one to stop it What’ll it be? When will it end? Train wreck coming round the very next bend Lying in Main St, hands still in his pockets I’m thinking ‘bout Benny and the holes in his shoes What’ll it be? When will it end? Nightmare coming round the very next bend

Garry Bridges - writer, vocal, guitar

Things Must Change © Neil Porter 2007 You’ve got your hoodie up The cone of silence down Your buds are in your ears Don’t want to turn around Things have to change Things just have to change You’re staying out all night I don’t know who you’re seeing Get home and want a fight You think I’ve got no feelings? Things have to change Things just have to change This just can’t go on Don’t know what’s gone wrong But I want us to talk about it You’ve got me seeing red I don’t know what I said But we’ve just got to talk about it This just can’t go on And I don’t know what I’ve done wrong But I want us to talk about it Talk about it It’s not so long ago We used to be best friends There was no toe to toe There were no rifts to mend Things have to change Things just have to change Things can’t go on this way You know what I’m saying Another week like this And I’m not staying Things have to change Things just have to change This just can’t go on Don’t know what’s gone wrong But I want us to talk about it You’ve got me seeing red I don’t know what I said But we’ve just got to talk about it This just can’t go on And I don’t know what I’ve done wrong But I want us to talk about it We’ve just got to talk about it If things don’t pick up soon I don’t know what I’ll do You mean so much to me I thought I meant the same to you I just don’t understand The way you make me feel I can’t take it anymore Things just have to change

Things Must Change © Neil Porter 2007 You’ve got your hoodie up The cone of silence down Your buds are in your ears Don’t want to turn around Things have to change Things just have to change You’re staying out all night I don’t know who you’re seeing Get home and want a fight You think I’ve got no feelings? Things have to change Things just have to change This just can’t go on Don’t know what’s gone wrong But I want us to talk about it You’ve got me seeing red I don’t know what I said But we’ve just got to talk about it This just can’t go on And I don’t know what I’ve done wrong But I want us to talk about it Talk about it It’s not so long ago We used to be best friends There was no toe to toe There were no rifts to mend Things have to change Things just have to change Things can’t go on this way You know what I’m saying Another week like this And I’m not staying Things have to change Things just have to change This just can’t go on Don’t know what’s gone wrong But I want us to talk about it You’ve got me seeing red I don’t know what I said But we’ve just got to talk about it This just can’t go on And I don’t know what I’ve done wrong But I want us to talk about it We’ve just got to talk about it If things don’t pick up soon I don’t know what I’ll do You mean so much to me I thought I meant the same to you I just don’t understand The way you make me feel I can’t take it anymore Things just have to change

Under The Southern Cross ©2011 Neil Porter Dark night Under the Southern Cross Hold tight Hold tight Star bright Look at the things we lost Do right Do right Dark night Under the Southern Cross Hold tight Hold tight Hold tight Big rain Out of the southern sky Big fright Big fright Hard pain After the longest dry Not right Not right Dark night Under the Southern Cross Hold tight Hold tight Hold tight Hold tight, hold tight SOLO Don’t know How much it’s going to cost Hold tight Hold tight Can’t say How many lives are lost Hold tight Hold tight Dark night Under the Southern Cross Hold tight Hold tight Hold tight

WHO LET YOU IN ? ©2010 Peter Reid IF YOU’RE NOT FIRST AUSTRALIAN SOMEONE IN YOUR FAMILY HAS BEEN AN ILLEGAL ALIEN BUT YOU’RE MIGHTY GLAD THAT SOMEONE LET THEM IN YEA YOU’RE MIGHTY GLAD THAT SOMEONE LET THEM IN YOU KNOW IT AIN’T NO MYSTERY, LOOK UP YOUR FAMILY HISTORY, THEY CAME ACROSS THE SEA BET YOU’RE MIGHTY GLAD SOMEONE LET THEM IN YEA YOU’RE MIGHTY GLAD SOMEONE LET THEM IN NOW WE’RE ALL AUSSIES TOO ACCEPTED AS TRUE BLUE AY MATE ? THE GOOD LIFE THROUGH AND THROUGH FIRST AUSTRALIANS LET US SHARE OUR ANTHEM SAYS FAIR’S FAIR ‘FOR THOSE WHO’VE COME ACROSS THE SEAS WE’VE BOUNDLESS PLAINS TO SHARE’ SO FAIR CRACK OF THE WHIP MATE YOU KNOW THAT “IT’S OUR SHOUT” SHARE THE THINGS THAT MAKE OUR COUNTRY GREAT SHOW THE WORLD WHAT BEING AUSSIES ALL ABOUT SHOW THE WORLD WHAT BEING AUSSIES ALL ABOUT SO DO UNTO OTHERS MATE DON’T TURN THEM BACK, DON’T MAKE THEM WAIT THAT’S NOT THE WAY WE ARE DO THE RIGHT THING, COME ON, LET THEM IN BE TRUE BLUE, COME ON, LET THEM IN

©2010 Peter Reid/Neil Porter There’s protest in the forest Two different points of view you see One on the side of nature One on the economy There are those that see the forests As revenue, that’s that There’s those that see the trees as crucial habitat Some people protest They know just what it’s worth They put their bodies on the line To save the lungs of the universe They know their grandkids Need the forests and the trees Koalas in the treetops Let’s protect the air we breathe What do we want? When do we want it? Hands off our future We want it now What do we want? When do we want it? Do it now! SOLO x 2 verses (16 bars) What do we want? When do we want it? Hands off our future We want it now What do we want? When do we want it? Do it now! We can’t all join the protest But we can back the people who were there We can help to pay the fines We can show them that we care The forests are for everyone They belong to us all The trees hold our future Let’s not see them fall There’s protest in the forest Two different points of view you see One on the side of nature One on the economy There are those that see the forests As revenue, that’s that There’s those that see the trees as crucial habitat What do we want? When do we want it? Hands off our future We want it now What do we want? When do we want it? Do it now!