Eric Bogle

I Hate Wogs

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I Hate Wogs

 
I'm a dinky-di2 Australian guy and me name is Bluey Schmidt3.
I love this sunburned country and I'm bloody proud of it.
And I love our simple way of life and the things we all hold dear,
like VFL4 and Big Ben Pies5 and foamin' Tooheys beer6.
I love our open friendliness where a man can make good mates.
In fact, in all Australia, there's just one thing I hates:
 
I hate wogs, they live like dogs,
some eat bananas and some eat frogs,
some wear turbans, some wear clogs.
All the bloody same to me, 'cause I hate wogs.
 
They can't speak proper English and they never seem to learn.
And the awful guff that they call food would make your stomach turn;
it's always dipped in garlic sauce or fried in olive oil;
I've never tasted any meself, but I bet it all tastes vile.
What's wrong with good Australian food, you Slovaks and you Poles?
Good healthy stuff, like pie and sauce7 and chips and Chicko rolls8.
 
'Cause I hate wogs, they live like dogs,
some eat bananas and some eat frogs,
some wear turbans, some wear clogs.
All the bloody same to me, 'cause I hate wogs.
 
And the local chip shop down the road is run by a bloody Greek;9
he's open 16 hours a day and 7 days a week,
and every cent that you spend there on a pie or on dim sim10
helps to send back home to Greece from a bastard just like him.
Oh, I never eat there meself 'cause I couldn't touch wog meat,
I usually eat at the Chinese caff that's just across the street.
 
'Cause I hate wogs, they live like dogs,
some eat bananas and some eat frogs,
some wear turbans, some wear clogs.
All the bloody same to me, 'cause I hate wogs.
 
I was queuein' down at the Registry, a-pickin' up me dole;11
in front of me was a Yugoslav, in front of him a Pole,
behind me was an Italian, behind him was a Turk;
those lazy migrant bastards, do they never bloody work?
But in spite of what the papers say, there's work for those who want to;
the wife and twenty-seven kids are then all the work I'm going to.
 
'Cause I hate wogs, they live like dogs,
some eat bananas and some eat frogs,
some wear turbans, some wear clogs.
All the bloody same to me, 'cause I hate wogs.
 
So send the bastards home to Spain and Italy and Greece;
and maybe when they've all gone home, we'll get some bloody peace
to sit in the shade of the coolabah tree12 and drink beer all day long,
and run amok with a fat jumbuck13, down by the billabong14.
And every night at 12 o'clock, to show that we're not slaggards,
we'll stand and sing our national song: "Advance Australia - backwards"15.
 
Beautiful!
 
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Questionfinder Questionfinder M
23 Set 2015, 03:37

I edited this, just changing "Eyetalian" for "Italian" to avoid confusion. It's pronounced in a weird way, but that's what he means.

Questionfinder Questionfinder M
23 Set 2015, 06:25

For the most part, yes, but I can totally picture some reading that and thinking it's some sort of special slang rather than just being a weird way of pronouncing the word "italian."

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