AUSSIE BAR-B-Q
(Eric Bogle)

When the Summer sun is shining
On Australia's pleasant land
Round countless fires in strange attires
Are many solemn bands
Of blond Australians watching
Their lunch go up in flames
Though the smoke and smell, you can plainly tell
It's Barbie time again

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When the steaks are burning fiercely
And the smoke gets in your eyes
And the snags all taste like fried toothpaste
and your mouth is full of flies
Its a national institution, its Australian though and through
So come on mate, and grab your plate
Lets have a bar-b-que

The Scots eat lots of haggis
The French eat snails and frogs
The Greeks go crackers over their mousaka's
And the Chinese love hotdogs
The Welshmen love to have a leek
The Irish like their stew
But you just can't beat, that half cooked meat
At an Aussie Bar-B-Que!

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There's flies stuck to the margarine
The bread has gone rock hard
The kids are fighting and the mozzies are biting
Who forgot the Aeroguard!
There's bull ants in the eskie
And the beer is running out
And what we saw in Ma's coleslaw
You just don't think about!

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And when the Barbie's over
And your homeward way you wend
With a queasy tummy on the family dunny
Many lonely hours you'll spend
You'll find yourself reflecting
Like others often do
Come rain or shine, that's the bloody last time
You'll have a Bar-b-que!

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Comments... Snags is Aussie slang for sausages. Also I have heard some sing "The yanks all love hot dogs" but that is wrong. Eric was having a dig at the fact that the Chinese think nothing of eating the family pet.