(Radio talkback...)      (Cheers) Well I'm left sitting here staring into a beer   shaking my head at the same ol' loathing and fear   Stranger in my own land, can't understand   How the very word Australian has been damned   I fucking hate myself, take 'Aussie' from my name   Erase this endless shame, forever casting blame   If you don't act the same will I destroy you?   Everyone looks the same beaten, black and blue   So I've had enough of these redneck pricks   When fact is the only real shit that sticks   Watch as I tear the very skin from my face   So none'll see my race, my deep disgrace   Your not even from here in the first place   And those that are you wanna further debase   Nup, no more, never again whether by fist or pen   I will defend, cos I'm at a loose end   The shattered remnants of Aussie dignity   I'm a skip, whitey, round-eye suprise me   By using your shrivelled brain to please explain   How the clever country just went down the drain   We rode the sheep's back now the sheep ride you   If this is how its gonna be don't call me 'true blue'   I denounce my ancestors, wounds still fester   If you say 'it aint so' I suggest ya' wake up      (Chorus)      It's time for you to   Wake up - this country needs a fucking shake up   Wake up - these cunts need a shake up (x4)      Talkback squawking hacks won't relax   Until Jones'y, Zemanek and Laws are all axed   77 percent of aussies are racist   And if you're here, I'll say it your faces   Rich redneck pricks still hold all the aces   So I'll buy ya a beer, with an arsenic chaser   Better off dead? is that what I've said?   Tempting to take for all the blood you've shed   No doubt your as bad as your dads and ya mums   Mainsteam media making me so fucking glum   Just anglo reality, intellectual cavities   Channel 9 fostering prejudiced mentalities   I won't be a casualty, just mention casually   That I can't stand for you shit-eating bullies   Preying on peeps without a mainstream voice   Most of you stay silent but I've got no choice      (Chorus)       Well I've yelled my lungs out but to no avail   Well I've yelled my lungs out but to no avail   Well I've yelled my lungs out but to no fukin' avail   That you're a stranger yourself now thats the sting in the tail   Captain Cook was the very first queue jumper   It was immigrant labour that made Australia plumper   Enough is enough, whiteys go pack your stuff   Don't wanna live in England? That's fucking tough   I'm sick and tired of this redneck wonderland   Most've you stay silent and I can't understand   I just can't understand (understand)      (Chorus)