1. You can sing sod all
(To the tune of Wonderwall)
Today is gonna be the day that we’re gonna sing a song for you.
By now you should’ve somehow realized that’s what we’re here to do.
And I don’t believe that anybody sings as bad as you.
AUSSIE CONVICTS
Backbeat, the word is on the street that you can’t even write a song
I’m sure, you’ve heard it all before, but c’mon Aussies prove us wrong
‘Cos I don’t believe that anybody’s quite as thick as you
AUSSIE CONVICTS
The “oh aah” song you sing for Glenn is so sad
And “Warney Warney Warney” is just as bad
There are many songs that I would like to hear from you
But you don’t know how, (don’t know how)
‘Cos maybe, (maybe) you’ll never find a song to play me, (play me)
‘Cos after all, YOU CAN SING SOD ALL
We came over from old Blighty
The Barmy Army and me
Around Brisbane town we did roam
6 quid for a pint, a grand for a flight
With Strauss our captain, we’ll take the urn home
So hoist up the John B sail
See how the mainsail sails
Call for the captain ashore
Take the urn home
We’ll take the urn home
We’ll take the urn home
With Strauss our captain
We’ll take the urn home
Ricky Ponting’s a broken man
Without Warne he has no plan
He tries to carry the team all on his own
He’s losing his hair
But we don’t care
‘Cos Strauss our captain will take the urn home
So hoist up the John B sail
See how the mainsail sails
Call for the captain ashore
Take the urn home
We’ll take the urn home
We’ll take the urn home
With Strauss our captain
We’ll take the urn home
Graeme Swann is a caring guy
Rescues cats in his spare time
Now he’s gonna tear the Aussies apart
They can’t read his spin
And so England will win
‘Cos Strauss our captain will take the urn home
So hoist up the John B sail
See how the mainsail sails
Call for the captain ashore
Take the urn home
We’ll take the urn home
We’ll take the urn home
With Strauss our captain
We’ll take the urn home
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