Greg Hastings - lyrics

Greg began his musical career as a founding member of the Mucky Duck Bush Band in 1973, 3 years after he migrated to Australia from Wales. In 1976 the band turned professional and rose to great heights of success in Western Australia. At the beginning of 1979 Greg launched his solo career, travelling to New Zealand, America, Canada, United Kingdom and Europe. He then returned to Australia for a year before setting off once more around the world in 1982. On his return to Australia in 1983, he began touring the continent extensively. For 25 years he has toured almost continually playing Festivals, Clubs, Tourist Resorts, Schools etc.
GGreg has traversed over 400,000 kilometres of this vast continent amassing a unique knowledge of Australia and Australians, including some of the most respected elders of the Aboriginal people. Learning to play the didgeridoo from them on his first tour of the Kimberley Aboriginal communities in 1988.

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reg's humorous, environmental protest song

COCA COLA CAN

T'was on the Canning Stock Route, by the Kannanagi Well
I parks the four wheel in the shade, the sun was hot as hell
I thought that I would have a leak where no man had before
But as I strolled off in the bush, imagine what I saw;
There were kangaroos, all sweat and flies, playing football in the sand
And the ball they were using was a Coca cola can.

CHORUS:
Why must I always be second (Mate)
It can't be part of the plan
Why must I always be second
To a Coca Cola Can

While Climbing up Ben Nevis on a cold and freezing day
The sun was falling lightly, so I took an easy way
And as I trudged up to the top, the sky began to clear
Just my footprints in the snow, no-one else was there.
Then I stood in silence, the horizon to scan
I spotted below me, a Coca Cola can.

CHORUS (Jimmy)

Now in the great Grand Canyon, on an early summer's morn
I thought if I climbed the side, I could watch the dawn
I struggled through the cactus, it must have been 5 miles
Thought that when I reached the top, I'd sit there for a while.
But as I reached that one last time, I felt beneath my hand
Yep, you guessed it, a Coca Cola can.

CHORUS (Yee Ha)

I thought I'd found an island where no man had ever been
No footprints in the sand, the water was so clean
So I went in for a swim, to wash the dust away
And as I swam down to the rocks to watch the fishes play
There, right below me, half buried in the sand
Was that red and white monstrosity, a Coca Cola can

CHORUS (By Jingo)

So if you're walking or you're riding or sailing on the sea
Don't throw your empties overboard and leave them there for me
I wouldn't come to your place, chuck me rubbish on the lawn
And if I did I'm sure you'd be the one to moan
But, if you didn't you wouldn't understand
Why I don't like coming second to a Coca Cola can

If we looked into the future, I wonder what we'd see
In a thousand years from now, I wonder where we'll be
For since the world begun, many places man has trod
Some believe in Einstein, some believe in God
But if whoever started it could reveal the plan
I am sure it would not include a Coca Cola can

Copyright Greg Hastings © 1980