Happy Australia day.
There is nothing more Australian than celebrating Australia day by suggesting we change things about it; language, flag, anthem and form of government etc. But, why stop there? We could also consider a change to driving on the proper side of the road, get rid of this pesky metric system and get Dick Smith to tow this great land mass (excluding Tassie) to the northern hemisphere.
Me, I'm going to laze around in the pool, put 'men at work' on the stereo, and have a BBQ with as many different types of meat as I can find - including those on our coat of arms - and drink as much VB as I can find. And, as the finale, I'll take a sickie tomorrow.
Anyway, it's currently 25º C here and the mercury will soar to 35º C, I'm grabbing a beer, squeezing into my old budgie smugglers and jumping in the pool to get burnt to a crisp by mid afternoon. Have a great days guys.
Traveling in a fried-out combie
On a hippie trail, head full of zombie
I met a strange lady, she made me nervous
She took me in and gave me breakfast
And she said,
"Do you come from a land down under?
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."
Buying bread from a man in Brussels
He was six foot four and full of muscles
I said, "Do you speak-a my language?"
He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich
And he said,
"I come from a land down under
Where beer does flow and men chunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."
Lying in a den in Bombay
With a slack jaw, and not much to say
I said to the man, "Are you trying to tempt me
Because I come from the land of plenty?"
And he said,
"Oh! Do you come from a land down under? (oh yeah yeah)
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."