Odes to Joy

Three Sheets to Kishkiyya · Track 9 · middle

Full as a Goog

VOLUME I — being gloriously, world-tilting DRUNK (the night at full tilt). The idiom and the song's title hook: "Full as a Goog". Its true history: Australia, early-mid 20th c. — 'goog' is egg; full as an egg, swollen and satisfied with drink. Render this beat of the night as the band's affectionate, funny, celebratory tribute — the idiom itself is the chorus hook.

Lyrics

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
Step right up to the velvet edge
Where the room starts to tilt and the glasses clink
I’ve made a solemn, magnificent pledge
To fill every corner of my spirit with drink
My buttons are straining, my center is wide
There’s a glorious, golden ocean inside

[Chorus]
And I’m full as a goog!
[Choir: Oh, he’s full as an egg!]
I'm tipping my hat and I'm shaking a leg!
It’s a 1930s Australian delight
When the yolk of the soul is shining so bright
I’m packed to the brim, I’m perfectly round
And I barely can keep my two shoes on the ground!
Full as a goog tonight!

[Verse 2]
Down in Sydney they knew how to measure the cheer
When the pub doors swung wide in the summer heat
You soak up the evening till everything's clear
Where the shell is so fragile but the inside is sweet
No room for a worry, no space for a tear
Just a luminous oval of laughter and beer

[Chorus]
And I’m full as a goog!
[Choir: Oh, he’s full as an egg!]
I'm tipping my hat and I'm shaking a leg!
It’s a 1930s Australian delight
When the yolk of the soul is shining so bright
I’m packed to the brim, I’m perfectly round
And I barely can keep my two shoes on the ground!
Full as a goog tonight!

[Bridge]
If you tap on my shoulder I just might crack
And spill all this shimmering joy on the floor
There’s a delicate balance, I can’t take it back
[Choir: Don't pour him a drop, he can't take any more!]
I'm spinning on a spoon in a grand parade

[Outro]
Because I'm full as a goog!
[Choir: Full as an egg!]
Yes, the finest condition a human could beg
To be completely satisfied, sealed up tight
In the beautiful, wobbly middle of the night
Full as a goog, and I'm rolling away
Just catch me before I roll off the stage
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