You are listening to 'Top Fun' by HAMMERS, from the upcoming debut album, set for release late 2024.

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Recorded by Luke Palmer and Michael Campbell
Mixed and Mastered by Forrester Savell
Music written by Lucas Stone
Lyrics by Lucas Stone and Leigh Dowling
Performed by HAMMERS
Released by Summerland Records

Filmed, directed and edited by Colin Jeffs at Ten of Swords Media Collective
BTS video and photos by James Latter
Top Fun logo design by Kim Wilson
Location - Parklands Beach Volleyball, Nerang

Special thanks to Cody at Parklands Beach Volley and all the local extras for coming down and partying with us!

This video is an ode to the era of the 80's where we were lucky enough to witness the birth of mythical wizardry such as the OG Top Gun movie, along with every bit of historically side-splitting Aussie bullshit ever forged. We were there for all of it.

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Lyrics:
We gotta get the band back together
Throw a party like we’ve ended it all
Know these good times gonna kick on forever
those same good times be kickin’ down your door

Maaate,
this beer’s tastin’ great
there’s a snag with ya name on it so go grab a plate
Sir Walter, splittin’ through ya toes
As the fresh cut scent is like an elbow to ya nose
A neighbourhood where every gutter’s a jump
And everybody’s wheelie bin’s are all cricket stumps
Chuck us a mozzie coil they’re starting to bite
Cause it’s time to strap in for a Hell of a night

Summer rolls on
We got it glowin’ and everyone’s around
Keep that record on
Let it spin till the sun goes down

Out on the patio we sit, jammin’ riffs, suckin’ piss n’ choppin’ into a spliff
Burnt steaks, soggy salad n’ some crooked old tongs
The bindis on the chase but me pluggers are on
Ice baths from ya elbow down
Better slip, slop and slap cause the sun don’t fuck around
We’re all higher than a k-mart kite
Wedowanna crash n’ burn so grab a hold of it, tight.

Summer rolls on
We got it glowin’ and everyone’s around
Keep that record on
Let it spin till the sun goes down…
We all love this song
So turn it up until the walls burn down
Nothing but fun
Spread like fire through the whole damn town

We’re gettin’ a bag.
Who’s got the bags?

You go grab that big bag o’ balls
And I’ll cast out the net
‘Cos there’s nothin’ more fuck’n Australian
Than watchin’ four blokes, dribble n’ sweat
They say volleyball’s for girls
Mate if it wasn’t, we wouldna come
And I ain’t goin home ‘til I shit meself
Ohhhh ya better get Mum.

We will remember this day forever
Because ya know we ain’t sleepin’ no more
So damn good to have us all here together
The clock stopped when good times kicked down the door.

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