Where The Bloody Hell Are Ya?

Welcome to Australia, we worship sport,
Where the players have bi-polar and we idolise Shane Warne.
They drink rum, have group sex, and they get away with rape.
They eat, they shit, they talk shit and they fight.

Welcome to Australia, we're superficial.
I thought the race that stops a nation was more than a kick arse song,
But we don't except skin, unless it's coloured white,
We're rough, we're tough, we hunt to kill

We raise the southern cross beneath the star lit sky.
We worship corporations and it shows from the things that we buy.
Yet still, we're socially below the status line.

I'm gonna burn the southern cross beneath the star lit sky.
We'll talk of our ideas, we'll have a beer, we'll be best friends.
Nah, fuck this shit I wanna start a...

Country, where we're not racist.
Where we give a shit about issues and we're vegetarians.
I would banish all rednecks across the sea to New Zealand.
Where they'll eat the fish and chips and play rugby