I was always very proud of my fellow ozzers in regard to Advance etc. because in any crowd I was in we would all just sort of kerfuffle and hum the tune but roar out "Ardva-a-a-a-nce Or-or-or-or-st-rahl f-----air" because that's all we knew. Someone usually roared (an ozzie) "chuck it to me" in the middle of it while holding the football catch position. It was great in countries foreign when the Americans did theirs with hands on hearts and tears in eyes and knew every single bloody word, then the Brits would do a very dignified version of "God Save..." and the French a stirring "Allons enfants de...." and then we Ozzies would kerfuffle and mumble except for that vital tital which would be roared. Oh, lackadaisical and unpatriotic us!!! Then the Olympics came to Sydney and EVERYONE learnt the whole bloody thing. What's the point I say? We don't need the words - we need the mumbles and grunts. We NEED another song now, just as asinine, so we can continue the mumbles and grunts. It's not, in my opinion, good for the National Character to have a learnable or sensible anthem. Keep it anarchic I say.