I’m A Toe Tappin’ Intellectual Of the Canberra Variety Song
I’m a toe tappin’
Intellectual
Of the Canberra Variety
Just look at my shoes
And you got a sense of my
Propriety
We totally get off
On long articles
About completely
Nothing
And we discuss it
And conferences
That no-one in their right
Mind would want to go to
Unless they had left their
Brain
At the servo
While eating
A muffin
Yeah
We’re diabolically
Complete
We’ve got string theory
Or laser theorems
Up to our
Big ears
And we like to discuss
The theoretical notions
Of human rights in half Pygmy
Land
Or
Water rights
In a totally exotic nation
But water rights in our own country
Well
Ning Nong Moron
Thinks he can bugger with our
Great Barrier Reef
He can piss off
Just piss right off
Or we’ll cause a blockade
On our Paddleboard’s
Surfboards from Byron
Hell yeah
They got no clue
They’re not poisoning the last bastard place
They haven’t botched
With some economic escape
We’ve got fish that look like danglers
Colours to blow your hair
That’d be a great idea
No
You can take your dumb arse
Ideas mate
And shove it up another nation
You boys have lots of big places
You can toxify the waters
It’s only a national treasure
A marine protected zone
A world’s best
That you can’t test
You bastardised the Pacific
Now bugger off
Or we’ll form
A human
Shield
Oh we’re a toe tappin’ bureaucrat
In the world’s most boring place
You’re not allowed to say that
Or they wear a very long face
They like to wear their shirts
Like the bastards you avoided at school
Yeah
They’re totally
Boronic
Totally
Moronic
And the most
Boring Decals
You’ll ever get to
Knnnnooooowwwwwww
Avoid at all costs.