The country’s on fire
From your place to mine
But Scotty from Marketing’s like
‘Nah, this if fine’
‘Ya don’t need to worry
Coz we’ve got the cricket
And on top of that
We’ve got true Aussie spirit’.
‘Ere, shake my hand
I said shake my hand
I came back from Hawaii
So shake my damn hand’
‘I get it, you’re tired,
This fire’s a real beauty
I won’t take it personal
I’m doing my duty.
I’ve come back from holiday
To show you I care
So if you lash out
Or give me death stare
I’ll know you’re not thinking
Not in your right mind
‘Cause this fire’s a beauty
From your place to, well, not mine.’
Ah gee thank you Scotty
We’re so glad you’re here
To share in our sorrow
Our crisis, our fear.
But there’s something you’re missing
Slipped through to the keeper
The whole country hates you
It goes even deeper
You and your bro pack
Of cricketophiles
Have got this one wrong
By 10 million miles
Do us a favour
There’s been a big shout
HOWZAT? Cries Australia
You’re bloody well OUT.