The Austral-Aise
Fellers of Australier,
Blokes an’ coves an’ coots,
Shift yer— carcases,
Move yer— boots.
Gird yer— loins up,
Get yer— gun,
Set the— enermy
An’ watch the blighters run.
CHORUS:
Get a— move on,
Have some— sense.
Learn the— art of
Self de–— –fence.
Have some——brains be—
Neath yer— lids.
An’ swing a— sabre
Fer the missus an’ the kids.
Chuck supportin’— posts,
An’ strikin’— lights,
Support a——fam’ly an’
Strike fer yer— rights.
CHORUS:
Get a— move on, etc.
Joy is— fleetin’,
Life is— short.
Wot’s the use uv wastin’ it
All on— sport?
Hitch yer— tip-dray
To a— star.
Let yer— watchword be
“Australi–— –ar!”
CHORUS:
Get a— move on, etc.
‘0w’s the— nation
Goin’ to ixpand
‘Lest us— blokes an’ coves
Lend a— ‘and?
’Eave yer— apathy
Down a— chasm;
‘Ump yer— burden with
Enthusi–— –asm.
CHORUS:
Get a— move on, etc.
W’en old mother Britain
Calls yer native land
Take a— rifle
In yer— 'and
Keep yer— upper lip
Stiff as stiff kin be,
An’ speed a— bullet for
Post–— –ity.
CHORUS:
Get a— move on, etc.
W’en the— bugle
Sounds “Ad–— –vance”
Don’t be like a flock er sheep
In a— trance
Biff the— Kaiser
Where it don’t agree
Spifler–— –cate him
To Eternity.
CHORUS:
Get a— move on, etc.
Fellers of Australier,
Cobbers, chaps an’ mates,
Hear the— German
Kickin’ at the gates!
Blow the— bugle,
Beat the— drum,
Upper-cut an’ out the cow
To kingdom–— –come!
CHORUS:
Get a— move on,
Have some— sense.
Learn the— art of
Self de–— –fence.
