Luyện nghe bài hát I Hate Wogs

I Hate
-Eric

I'm a dicky-dye Australian guy and me name is Schmidt.
I love this sunburned and I'm bloody proud of it
And I love our simple way of life and the we all hold dear
V.F.L. and Big Ben Pies and foamin' Toohey's beer
I our open friendliness where a man can make good mates
In in all Australia there's just one thing I hates:

I hate Wogs, live like dogs
Some eat and some eat frogs
Soome turbans some wear clogs
All the bloody to me 'cause I hate Wogs.

They can't speak proper English and they never to learn
And the awful guff that call food would make your stomach turn
always dipped in garlic sauce or fried in olive oil
I've tasted any meself, but I bet it all tastes vile!
What's wrong with good Australian food, you Slovaks and you
Good stuff like pie and sauce and chips and Chicko rolls

I hate Wogs, they live like dogs
Some eat bananas and some eat
Soome turbans some wear clogs
All the bloody to me 'cause I hate Wogs.

And the local shop down the roadis run by a bloody Greek
He's open hours a day and seven days a week
And every that you spend there on a pie or on dumsim
Helps to send back to Greece for a bastard just like him!
Oh, I never eat there meself 'cause I couldn't touch Wog
I usually eat at the Chinese caf' just across the street!

'Cause I hate Wogs, they live dogs
Some eat bananas and eat frogs
Soome wear some wear clogs
All the bloody same to me 'cause I Wogs.

I was down at the Registry, a-pickin' up me dole
In front of me was a Yugoslav, in of him a Pole
Behind me was a Eyetalian, behind him was a
lazy migrant bastards do, they never bloody work!
But in spite of what the papers say, there's work for who want to
The wife and twenty-seven kids is all the work I'm to!

'Cause I hate Wogs, live like dogs
eat bananas and some eat frogs
Soome wear turbans some wear
All the bloody same to me I hate Wogs.

So send the home to Spain, and Italy and Greece
And maybe they've all gone home, we'll get some bloody peace
To sit in the shade of the Coolabah and drink beer all day long
And run amok a fat jumbuck, down by the billabong
And every night at twelve o'clock to show that we're not
We'll and sing our national song, "Advance Australia", backwards!