Family Christmas by Clive Harvey of Roaring Jelly 1976 Spoken Forget your snow and reindeer and all that there malarky 'Cause down here Father Christmas wears a pair of shorts----KHAKI. Chorus. Christmas in Australia is Christmas in paradise, Christmas in Australia is basically, 'Bloody Nice', Bruce goes steady with Sheila, and Sheila goes steady with Bruce, And if you don't have a Christmas suntan, you're a 'Pommie' and you ain't no use It's ninety in the shade at Christmas, the sun's a blazing 'phew', So grab a tube of Foster's and a slice of cold kangaroo. Bruce is waxing his surf board, and waxing his Shiela too, It's a great Australian Christmas, ya-hoo. Chorus. It was a lovely sunny Christmas, we had a party on the beach, Sang Australian carols, you should have heard us screech. Our 'Silent Night' was a burst of light and the likes are heard only seldom, Of 'Once In Royal Bruce's City', in a little town called Melbourne. Chorus. Bruce and Sheila disappeared round the far side of the truck, They were gone for quite some time, we shouted, "Are you stuck?" Then I had a bright idea, said, "I know what I'll do, I'll play 'Oh Come All Ye Faithful' on Bruce's didgeridoo. Chorus As the afternoon wore on everyone got paralytic, A drunken brawl developed from a friendly game of cricket. Rolf Harris turned up finally to distract us from our combat, By painting a lovely picture of Rudolf the Red Nosed Wombat. Chorus.
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