Pub Talk, Southern Cross

[Verse 1]
Sunburnt neck
Dust on my boots
Footy on the telly
Kicking off the truth

Plastic chairs
Out the back of the pub
Laugh a bit too loud
Give the kids a hug

[Chorus]
We eat meat
We drink beer
And we speak fucking English here
From the bush to Bondi pier
Yeah
We’re rough
But we’re sincere (oi!)
We eat meat
We drink beer
Raise your glass and disappear
Under that old Southern Cross
Screaming
“this is home”
My dear

[Verse 2]
Bargain thongs
Salt in the air
Mates from everywhere
Pulled up a chair

Argue ‘bout the game
Politics and rain
Still share the chips
When the chips hit the flame

[Chorus]
We eat meat
We drink beer
And we speak fucking English here
From the bush to Bondi pier
Yeah
We’re rough
But we’re sincere (come on!)
We eat meat
We drink beer
Laugh too loud and make it clear
You talk straight
You stay the night
Yeah
That’s how we do it here

[Bridge]
[Halftime
Drums and claps]
Call it how you see it (hey!)
Say it to my face
Different flags and faces
Same backyard
Same place

[Chorus]
We eat meat
We drink beer
And we speak fucking English here
From the bush to Bondi pier
Yeah
We’re rough
But we’re sincere (oi, oi!)
We eat meat
We drink beer
One long shout you’ll always hear
Under that old Southern Cross
Yeah
That’s how we do it here
 

Written, produced - Rick Dean
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