Oz Trail Ya (feat. Queen Of Arts)

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Fountainhead

The Fountainhead is a 1943 novel by Russian-American author Ayn Rand, her first major literary success. The novel's protagonist, Howard Roark, is an intransigent young architect who battles against conventional standards and refuses to compromise with an architectural establishment unwilling to accept innovation. Roark embodies what Rand believed to be the ideal man, and his struggle reflects Rand's belief that individualism is superior to collectivism. Roark is opposed by what he calls "second-handers", who value conformity over independence and integrity. These include Roark's former classmate, Peter Keating, who succeeds by following popular styles but turns to Roark for help with design problems. Ellsworth Toohey, a socialist architecture critic who uses … more »

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Oy, Oy, Oy, Oy
I was lookin for the Opera House in Sydney
And where the hell is Carmen Sandiego when you need her, right
Left right right left
I'm lost!
Hey, you know how to get to the Opera House
Hey, is this the right road to the Opera House
Melbourne, I thought I was in Sydney
Tryin to find my way around the Land of Oz

On my Australian Drift
Below the equator, above the bullshit
Right next to the wilderness, I get wild
And flip to my Ab-Original
DreamTime style
I'm trippin mySelf out, I'm trancin you out
You might as well go ahead and get your dancin shoes out now
Dip, dive, what can I say
I wake up in the morning and drink some OJ
And the world is a sideshow, watch it on a slideshow
I'm high so you already know why my eyes low
And I'm on the yelloe brick road
With a Tin Man, a Lion, and a Scarecrow
Oh no!

Don't you put that that evil on me
Don't you want to see me succeed
Boom Boom Boom Boomerang back atcha

And I'm a real outcast in the flesh
We were sent here by the Wicked Witch of the West
It's all economics and imperialism
But you won't hear me talkin shit about materialism
I want the money and the power and some land on the island
So I can wild-out and vibe with the tribesmen
Oy Oy Oy, you hear me talkin to you mate
You were supposed to bring me back a brew mate
You know I got these shrimps on the barbie
Are we, are we, aren't we gonna party
I grew up in a penal colony too
And the only way to get out was to box a kangaroo
So I threw on my Kangol and knocked out the kanga
If you think I'm gucked up for that I don't blame ya
But my hop is hipper than marsupials and made men
Fosters is Australian for beer, I'm drinkin straight gin
But that was back, back, back, rewind
Okay
New era, new terror, new peace signs
New city, new stores, new street signs
New drugs, and the same ol' street crimes
But I'm fresh to death
I got life in my rhymes, puttin pep in your step
There's no place like home
No place like home
And home is wherever I may roam

Don't you put that evil on me
Don't you want to see me succeed
Boom Boom Boom Boomerang back atcha

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