In the words of a good friend of mine...
Folks, Id like to sing a song about the Australian Dream
About me, about you
About the way our Australian hearts beat way down in the bottom of our chests
About that special feeling we get in the cockles of our hearts
Maybe below the cockles,
Maybe in the sub cockle area,
Maybe in the liver, maybe in the kidneys,
Maybe even in the colon, we dont know
Im just a regular Paul, with a regular job
Im your average white, suburbanised slob
I like kitesurfing and porno and books about porn
I got an average house, with a dodgy carpet floor
My wife and my job, my kids and my car
My feet on my table, and a Jamaican "cigar"
But sometimes that just aint enough to keep a man like me interested
(oh no, no way, uh uh)
No I gotta go out and have fun at someone elses expense
(woah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah)
I kite really slow in the ultra flat water
While people behind me are going insane
Im an ass**** (hes an ass**** ,what an ass**** )
Im an ass**** (hes an ass**** , such an ass**** )
I use public beaches and I leave my lines out
I walk around in the summer time saying "where's the north easterly?"
Im an ass**** (hes an ass**** ,what an ass**** )
Im an ass**** (hes the worlds biggest ass**** )
Sometimes I kite in windsurfer spaces
While windsurfer people make windsurfer faces
Im an ass**** (hes an ass**** ,what an ass**** )
Im an ass**** (hes a real freaking ass**** )
Maybe I shouldnt be singing this song
Ranting and raving and carrying on
Maybe theyre right when they tell me Im wrong...
Nah
you get the point...
