Sport
The Aussies are a weird mob
when it comes down to sport
A national mad obsession
and like religion taught
Almost from the day they're born
the kids are taught the rules
to kick or hit or throw a ball
or else end up like fools
There's little league and juniors
there's senior's and pros
While in the stands the crazy fans
are apt to come to blows
There's shouting Norm on telly
who screams for all he's worth
with all the noise he's making
you'd think he's giving birth
And then of course there's Daryl
who just about explodes
He yells his silly head off
as vee eights hit the roads
It's footy, golf and cricket
on TV all weekend
Enough to drive the likes of me
completely round the bend
A panel full of 'has beens'
re-tell the days events
They've always got so much to say
but don't make any sense
And then of course there's tennis
and league and union too
So if you're not a sports fan
Australia's not for you
While all the nation's heroes
are ace with bat and ball
those with half a brain it seems
get no regard at all
And here come the Olympics
a massive overdose
of screaming mass hysteria
is getting very close
I think I'll take myself away
until the games are gone
and sit me down and find a book
to concentrate upon
I'll sit out in the back blocks
where everything's the same
until it catches up with me
that damned Olympic flame
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