Aussie Songtext
Oi cunt!
What`s doing?
Yeah, what`s going on?
Doing, doing, doing, what`s doing?
Doing, doing, doing, doing, what`s doing?
Crikey mate, haha
What's doing cunt?
Oi, I`m a fucking aussie from the outback
I’m an Aussie
What`s doing?
Yeah, what`s going on?
Doing, doing, doing, what`s doing?
Doing, doing, doing, doing, what`s doing?
Crikey mate, haha
What's doing cunt?
Oi, I`m a fucking aussie from the outback
I’m an Aussie
Drinking, pissing out back
Brought straight from Britania
Dry like Iraq
Now you done it (Now you done it)
You done made me upset
Oi!
What`s the John Dory?
With your country I bet
You`re a savage (Urgh)
Eating puppies and cats
That`s ucked
Mother fucker
Rank bogan
I slap (Ah)
Cunt
My cennelink ain`t came through
She`ll be right by tommorow
I`m bashing this roo (Cheeky fuckin roo)
Goonsack Chugging at the doof and that is the truth
Sat on the dunny making rubbish
That`s poo
Dead set
Could I bum a dart mate
Out of dosh
I got vegemite sat on my plate (Oi cunt!)
Monday to Friday
Used to be the bush but now there`s a highway
Oi, oi, oi, oi
Staunched up
Why you look at me sideways?
Oi there ganga
Imma take you back to my place
The bottle`o`s closed, I`m spewing (Urgh)
Spilled a schooner on my trackies
Now they all ruined (Ah, fucking trackies)
Dumb bloke
But I stay up in the sun hoe
Fuck oath
Got my snag stuck up in her guts though (Ha)
Boof head! (What?)
You complaining when the truth said
Everything you represent, putrid (Rubbish!)
Punching Billie`s pulling cones
Smoke inside my dome
Signal shit from my Vodaphone
(Put my phone in the bin, would you)
Yeah!
So, I was fucking talking to this cunt
And he was, he was yapping, yapping, yapping, yapping
Swear to fuck, I nearly put my finger in his arsehole
Brought straight from Britania
Dry like Iraq
Now you done it (Now you done it)
You done made me upset
Oi!
What`s the John Dory?
With your country I bet
You`re a savage (Urgh)
Eating puppies and cats
That`s ucked
Mother fucker
Rank bogan
I slap (Ah)
Cunt
My cennelink ain`t came through
She`ll be right by tommorow
I`m bashing this roo (Cheeky fuckin roo)
Goonsack Chugging at the doof and that is the truth
Sat on the dunny making rubbish
That`s poo
Dead set
Could I bum a dart mate
Out of dosh
I got vegemite sat on my plate (Oi cunt!)
Monday to Friday
Used to be the bush but now there`s a highway
Oi, oi, oi, oi
Staunched up
Why you look at me sideways?
Oi there ganga
Imma take you back to my place
The bottle`o`s closed, I`m spewing (Urgh)
Spilled a schooner on my trackies
Now they all ruined (Ah, fucking trackies)
Dumb bloke
But I stay up in the sun hoe
Fuck oath
Got my snag stuck up in her guts though (Ha)
Boof head! (What?)
You complaining when the truth said
Everything you represent, putrid (Rubbish!)
Punching Billie`s pulling cones
Smoke inside my dome
Signal shit from my Vodaphone
(Put my phone in the bin, would you)
Yeah!
So, I was fucking talking to this cunt
And he was, he was yapping, yapping, yapping, yapping
Swear to fuck, I nearly put my finger in his arsehole
