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Aussie Barbecue (der Text zum Mitsingen)

Eric Bogle

When the steaks are burning fiercely
When the smoke gets in your eyes
When the snags all taste like fried toothpaste (snags - sausages)
And your mouth is full of flies
It's a national institution
It's Australian through and through
So come on mate and grab your plate
Let's have a barbecue

When the summer sun is shining on Australia's happy land
Round countless fires in strange attires you'll see many solemn bands
Of glum Australians watching their lunch go up in flames
By the smoke and the smell you can plainly tell that it's barby time again

The Scots eat lots of haggis, the French eat snails and frogs
The Greeks go crackers over their moussakas and the Chinese love hot dogs
Welshmen love to have a leek, the Irish like their stew



But you just can't beat that half-cooked meat at an Aussie barbecue

There's flies stuck to the margarine, the bread has gone rock-hard
The kids are fighting and the mossies* are biting, who forgot the Aerogard**
There's bull ants in the Esky and the beer is running out (Esky - portable ice-box)
And what you saw in Mum's coleslaw you just don't think about

And when the barby's over and your homeward way you wend
With a queasy tummy on the family dunny many lonely hours you spend (dunny - toilet)
You might find yourself reflecting, like many often do
Come rain or shine that's the bloody last time that you'll have a barbecue

*mossies - mosquitoes ** Aerogard - insect repellent

Tune: Kelty Clippie

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