PUBLISHED: Aug 04, 2012
DESCRIPTION:
Music & Lyrics: Jan Verdonk
Dedicated to Matt Malpass and Barry Geary (those daft old gits)
Mr. Barry and Mr. Matt (A True Song With Lies)
This is a tale about a man
Travelling across the land
Looking for adventure and relief
And on a trip the other day
Friendship fell upon his way
It was the man from Gimpie, I believe
This Mr. Barry, so I heard
Was a man of little word
He travelled everywhere under the sun
Mr. Matt he soon did see
That he and Mr. Barry would be
Travelling together from now on
Chorus:
Mr. Barry & Mr. Matt
Home is where they laid their head
Going through the places they had found
Mr. Barry & Mr. Matt
You could've told them that the earth was flat
But I am sure they'd still go round and round
It all began in Kathmandu
Where Matty soon would get the flu
A bad case of the runs, you understand
While he was sitting on the can
Baz already made a plan
To try to sneak their way into Bhutan
He told the travel agent guy
That his wife wrote tourist guides
And asked to check the place out if he could
Baz he didn't blink an eye
And the man he bought the lie
A true story with lies is always good
Chorus:
Mr. Barry & Mr. Matt
Home is where they laid their head
Going through the places they had found
Mr. Barry & Mr. Matt
You could've told them that the earth was flat
But I am sure they'd still go round and round
Matty bought a kitchen sink
Wrapped it up but he didn't think
He ripped the parcel tape off with his teeth
Shortly, he didn't feel too strong
He ended up with a swollen tongue
Couldn't hardly speak and hardly breath
Baz he gave him some advise
I'm not sure if it was too wise
To simply wash it down with a cold beer
The poison went through his veins
It ended up in his weary brain
Friends will always help you, never fear
Chorus:
Mr. Barry & Mr. Matt
Home is where they laid their head
Going through the places they had found
Mr. Barry & Mr. Matt
You could've told them that the earth was flat
But I am sure they'd still go round and round
Nothing in the world could slow them down
But sometimes they would simply lie around
Always keen to drink another round
Burping loud because they like the sound
No bird is safe when they're in town
Hard to find a girl they didn't mount
Don't believe me, just ask around
Travelling until they're in the ground