The Funkoars are an Australian hip hop act from Adelaide, Australia and for… Read Full Bio ↴The Funkoars are an Australian hip hop act from Adelaide, Australia and formed in 1999.

Funkoars members are Mr Trials (Producer/MC), Uncle Sesta (Producer/MC), Sketchy Hons (MC) and DJ Reflux (DJ)

Funkoars were founded on the unique personalities of four individuals. These larger than life musicians were drawn to each other not just from a love of music, but their light hearted and jovial outlook on life.

It’s these personalities coupled with their prodigious talent that has brought Funkoars their success. The energetic and humorous nature of their lyrics is not something that can be emulated. While they may sometimes walk the thin line between disgusting and ludicrous, it's been this cutting edge mix that has brought their music so much attention.

The Oars’ achievements extend beyond their works as group. Trials is also a prolific producer, having crafted tracks for the likes of Hilltop Hoods, Cross Bred Mongrels, Vents and most recently Drapht‘s album Brothers Grimm. Both Vents and Drapht have had massive success with their respective Trials produced singles, 'Love Song' and 'Jimmy Recard', added to high rotation on Triple J.

Now one of the country's most sought after producers, Trials has his plate full for the immediate future with a new Vents album on the books and a side gig as a dispenser of no-nonsense advice in rhyme form in his regular column for Ralph magazine.

Not happy to rest on their past achievements or be pigeonholed by critics for their inimitable style, the Oars have evolved yet again and will bring a brand new sound to the table. The Hangover is poised to be the most talked about hip hop album from Australia in 2008, hands down.

Show Money
Funkoars Lyrics

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[Chorus]
Give it up! (Give it up)
Gimme that! (Gimme that)
Bring it in! (Bring it in)
Where it's at! (Where it's at)
Put it down, clean it up,
Keep feedin' us with bull shit. (No money to show but show money)

Give it up! (Give it up)
Gimme that! (Gimme that)
Bring it in! (Bring it in)
Where it's at! (Where it's at)
Dirty money still payin' the bills,
Dirty money still payin' the bills.

[Verse 1 - Trials]
I need that show money,
For real, I've got no money.
Debt deeper than fat people in broke' boats, sonny,
Crowd with the blow money,
But keep it under the table until we able to split the notes buddy.
Kick your nose, grubby, and your toes out of the water,
You're talkin' it all, (Yup)
Be an informant.
Door to door, (Yup)
Being a Mormon.
Poppin' kids out, (Yup)
Sick of the Foreman.
(---Missing Lyrics---)
They got you once, now you're payin' it back. (Whoa-oh)
You're telling me the reason you fight,
Well, mother fucker, that's the reason I write.
And now we're readin' your rights
And now you're chillin' me deep in the fight,
And now they even got you thinkin' of leaving the mic. (Shit)
(---Missing Lyrics---)
That's when you see me in the streets screaming,

[Chorus]
Give it up! (Give it up)
Gimme that! (Gimme that)
Bring it in! (Bring it in)
Where it's at! (Where it's at)
Put it down, clean it up,
Keep feedin' us with bull shit. (No money to show but show money)

Give it up! (Give it up)
Gimme that! (Gimme that)
Bring it in! (Bring it in)
Where it's at! (Where it's at)
Dirty money still payin' the bills,
Dirty money still payin' the bills.
(Chorus)

[Verse 2 - Trials]
Check, hey,
I need that show money,
Monopoly pass go money,
Kate's playground.
Two toe money.
I don't say for shit,
I could hardy buy a pasty and say the fuckin' Greatest Hits payed for this.
It didn't get me rich, (That's for sure)
Pointin' at the gutter like, (Mum that's the 'Oars)
I shoulda picked up a sport,
Instead of lookin' all poor.
That's why I'm stuck in this line trying to put in a form.
What a fuckin' joke.
(Hey Trials, why you always rhyme about bein' broke?)
'Cause I'm fucking broke.
One day I'll break the cycle of a hunk of change. (Yes)
And everybody wish for mistletoe above my waist.
Backstage when the (---Missing Lyrics---) get delivered, (I'm watchin' that)
Hit the esky like a fortune cat.
Dip in, dip out, get the best shit out,
Pulp Balmy, liquor, show money, when you see me.

[Chorus]
Give it up! (Give it up)
Gimme that! (Gimme that)
Bring it in! (Bring it in)
Where it's at! (Where it's at)
Put it down, clean it up,
Keep feedin' us with bull shit. (No money to show but show money)

Give it up! (Give it up)
Gimme that! (Gimme that)
Bring it in! (Bring it in)
Where it's at! (Where it's at)
Dirty money still payin' the bills,
Dirty money still payin' the bills.

[Verse 3 - Trials]
Man I'm, broke as fuck,
Need that show money.
That three horse 25 free games (---Missing Lyrics---),
Want the castle with the moat of money,
But when I get it I blow money,
That's why I'm fucking so scummy.
3am dollar pro money,
In for the long haul like three months in a house that grows money.
Yeah, I'm bad with investments.
I still pun on the nags and down cans 'till I'm legless.
Degenerate, If I can then I bet on it.
Over extend my self till my bank account negative.
Live life on the short stack,
And I hope one day I can pay the rent with this 'Oars cash.
But for now the tax payers can support,
My center-link king, with very few things in my homely possession.
Only causes tension, I need to get the fuck off this concession man.

[Chorus]
Give it up! (Give it up)
Gimme that! (Gimme that)
Bring it in! (Bring it in)
Where it's at! (Where it's at)
Put it down, clean it up,
Keep feedin' us with bull shit. (No money to show but show money)

Give it up! (Give it up)
Gimme that! (Gimme that)
Bring it in! (Bring it in)
Where it's at! (Where it's at)
Dirty money still payin' the bills,
Dirty money still payin' the bills.

[Outro]
(Uhh Trials, I know you're ignoring my calls.)
(You still owe me 40 dollars from the Royal show, this is true.)
(Come on man, I need this money.)

(Call me back please... please.)
(Money)

Overall Meaning

The Funkoars' song Show Money deals with the struggle of being a broke musician and the necessity of making money through performances. The chorus demands to "give it up" and "bring it in," referring to the audience's money, and points out that even though the money may be dirty, it's still paying the bills. The verses provide specific examples of the singer's financial struggles, from debt to bad investments to relying on welfare. The last verse expresses the hope to someday make enough money from music to support oneself instead of relying on government assistance.

The lyrics use vivid language and metaphors to describe the struggle. The line "debt deeper than fat people in broke boats" is both humorous and striking, painting a picture of drowning in financial trouble. The singer also calls out those in positions of power who take advantage of struggling artists, saying they "kick your nose grubby and your toes out of the water." The song is a raw expression of frustration and survival in the music industry.

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