Luyện nghe bài hát Aussie Barbeque

When the summer sun is on Australia's happy land
countless fires, in strange attire in many solemn bands
of glum Australians as the lunch goes up in flames
By the smoke and the smell you can tell, that it's barby time again

When the steaks are burning fiercely, when the smoke in your eyes
When the sausges like fried toothpaste and your driven mad with flies
It's a institution, it's the aussie thing to do
So come along mate and your plate, let's have a barbecue!

The Scots eat lots of haggis, the French eat snails and
The throw kakis on their mousakis, and the Chinese love hot dogs
The Welshmen love to have a leek, the Irish like stew
But you just can't beat that half-cooked at an Aussie barbeque

When the steaks are burning fiercely, when the smoke in your eyes
When the sausges taste like fried toothpaste and your driven mad with
It's a national institution, it's the thing to do
So come along mate and grab your plate, let's a barbecue.

There's flies stuck to the margarine, the bread has gone rock
The are fighting and the mossies are biting, who forgot the Aerogard?
There's bull ants in the eskie, and the beer is out
And what you saw in Mum's cole slaw, you just think about

When the are burning fiercely, when the smoke gets in your eyes
When the taste like fried toothpaste and your driven mad with flies
It's a national institution, the aussie
So come on mate and grab your plate, let's a barbecue.

And when the barby's and your homeward way you wend
With a funny on the family dummy, many lonely hours you'll spend
You find yourself reflecting, like many often do
Come rain or shine that's the bloody last time that have a barbecue!

When the are burning fiercely, when the smoke gets in your eyes
When the taste like fried toothpaste and your driven mad with flies
a national institution, it's ausssie thing to do
So come on mate and grab your plate, let's have a