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12​,​000 Miles From New

from Cultural Backslidin' by The DRY RETCH

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12,000 MILES FROM NEW

I'm counting all those miles
When I think of you I just smile
Your malt character's a smooth delight
The hop aromas are outta sight.
And I, I want it bad
And I, well I feel so sad
The pandemic's blocking my way
Oh how I need your taste.

Cos I'm 12,000 miles from New
I wanna wanna wanna taste you

The sun, sand and surf I don't need
Because a carton of New is so sweet
It's the beer that takes me to heaven
And my liver gets so excited.
And I, I want it now
And I, anyway anyhow
They need to find me a vaccine
Cos The Toongabbie's waiting for me.

I'm 12,000 miles from New
I wanna wanna wanna taste you

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from Cultural Backslidin', released February 5, 2021
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The living embodiment of down and dirty excremental rock & roll, The Dry Retch are an Anglo-Australian Rock & Roll Strike Force in the front line in the war against the jive!

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