And here's a few verses I added after a visit to Ireland (where I heard Roisin White do this song at the Goilin and LOVED it and her) and even though I am Irish, my Australian accent meant I experiencd all the Aussie jokes ... I had been trying to find out from whence came the original and there it was from the geniuses on the Mudcat! Thanks all Jenny F

But then the Irish turn about and say your average Australian Is a horrid Fosters-wielding lout to whom good taste is alien the dusty bush is his home turf, he'll never work if he can surf With all the IQ of a smurf says the media in Ireland

The images they spread about are of Bruce's who look rugged and Sheila's who through sun and drought look overworked and bu--tired We always call each other Mate, the damned Olympics came too late to change the represented state of DownUnder in old Ireland.