ute settled nere the Yakka
drinking my Plonk
got me lid on
shading the eyes

Sometimes mates
U just gotta stretch
no fog...no rain..
outta my flat

Plonk..

got me weed brother
hope the rangers
dont sweep me in
I sleep in my
cabin on the box
behind
cool at nights
had me a combi
but a little traffic
ding
nabbed me the
fresh roll

No Mate I dont pray..
fetch me some shelaghs
from the watering holes
always sharing the
good smoke
dreamtime lads best be
spent with a smiling
dreama
some cheap chow
the old stop and go
microwaved noodles
park and watch the
sun set..
nite comes...
awwoh...Love the Southern
Cross

Been out to ayers Rock
I been
sodden tourists..
haversak of guiness
blighty bloke gave me right
roaring shit at the top
said ...
'allo Mate...I am more
right with a few pint in
me then U are on the
way down! Popped a
tab right then and there!"

bloke crumped my buzz
but crikey
as if creation started from
this ruddy stub
my younger something
road mate helped me down
She drove the Ute

UK was okay...

i want to move to canada
polar bears and
maples syrup

the air conditioner runs
my sweetie of the moment
bonks me on the head
no rangers came
Did U dearie buys some
Plonk...slams it down on
my chest...
grog
oh.cough.
your dah bestest.

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