Secret Track. Pls Don't Listen - Aunty Donna

Hey Red?

Yeah, Bluey?

I was wondering…

How many men named Geoff do you know?

Gee, let me think

I’ll start

My mate Geoff’s a posty

Wakes up with the cockatoos

Rides his old red Honda

Delivering mail to me and you

How many men named Geoff do you know?

Your turn!

How many men named Geoff do you know?

I have a mate named Tim

He lives for the weekend

Tows his boat and his missus

Down to the river bend

Hey Red, this song’s about Geoff’s, mate

Righto, sorry

Have another go

I know a bloke who’s a baker

He goes by the name of Paul

Nah mate, just listen to me

Geoff’s, ok?

I know a bloke named Geoff

Spends all his time in the shed

With only magazines for company

No wonder he’s unwed

How many men named Geoff do you know?

How many men named Geoff do you know?

Russel russels horses

No!

Greg greases gears?

No!

Dale?

No!

Phil?

No!

Quinton?

No!

Lesley?

No!

Ben? Sam? Tom?

No!

Jesus! This song’s about Geoff’s, mate!

Surely you know a Geoff?

Yeah, I can think of one

Alright then, sing about him!

How many men named Geoff do you know?

How many men named Geoff do you know?

My mate Geoff’s a farmer

Shot himself in the head

Jesus fucking Christ —

Aw shit, I didn’t know-

Oh fuck, mate, fuck, that is…

Fuck…

Fuck…

Shouldn’t have pushed you on that one mate, I’m sorry

…Alright