GFY!


Not going to write a load of bollocks about this.  It's a live version of one of the tunes on their just-released debut album.  On the album the song is titled, slightly more politely, 'GFY'. 

 Less politely, I would like to dedicate the song to Nigel Farage, in the fervent hope that he would.

 [...and yes, they are Australian]

Amyl & The Sniffers [VINYL]

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