| Connected through the pacific and a pass to board an aircraft
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| Connected through the good vibes, sunshine and good fashion
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| With my mindset, my grind set on beastie boys, the continent down under the
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| stairs
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| Road down, took a couple flights and got acquainted
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| Seen a picture painted with pretty women and big fun
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| Far away from Los Angeles, not worried 'bout no guns
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| The Aboriginal ones snuck down from the gritty of the city
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| Land on the Gold Coast, well worth the wait
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| We funk smuggling trolling up the good scenery
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| Living the wildlife one coast to another
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| Everyone you meet here, they like your sister or your brother
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| I’m chucking up a pint for the night
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| See the soundman’s cool and my mic sounds right
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| Take a trip to the A, is where my people rock houseparty
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| I’m here to make history, we get the girls naughty
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| I’m the wizard of Oz chillin' and lord willing
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| I’ll spend the rest of my life here
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| Walk away from cheers and look back to see my family
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| Just to arrive back and see these folks standing me
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| Shouts to my Kiwi’s, the whole southern hemisphere
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| LAX can wait, yo mate i’ll take another beer
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| Yer-er-er-er
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| I’m the wizard of Oz chillin and lord willing
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| I’ll spend the rest of my life here
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| So let me roll you a round of the Coopers beer
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| And let me roll you a round of this Coopers beer
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| Yer-er-er-er
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| I’m the wizard of Oz chillin and lord willing
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| I’ll spend the rest of my life here
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| So let me role you a round of the Coopers beer
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| And let me roll you a round of this Coopers beer
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| I never felt like a stranger when I was here
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| So let me roll you a round of the Coopers beer
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| Adelaide, Perth to Melbourne, Brizzy and Syn City
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| The land of the fair-go, Yo im home did you miss me?
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| You’re too fly, I take a trip from Coogee to Bondi
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| With that beer in the Esky, St Kilda, The Espy
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| On the balcony chilling watch the bay where they jet ski
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| Thinking she’ll be right getting on a mic if they let me.
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| Come on back, we eat the Fast Eddy’s not the Hungry Jacks
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| Swimming with the manky bush, Swimming in the lumberjacks
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| In the blue mountains with my brother, thats Flavor Dave
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| It’s my Big Day Out, Field day in at the rave
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| So im’a throw a prawn on the barbie-a-mingo
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| Pumping the down under P-funk and atomic dingo
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| People, yes the People Under The Stairs
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| A million miles aways from L. A, fake gangstas and players
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| Are you esty coming up like a death wish cast
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| I’m gunna make the most of the coast, I hope I drink loads
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| Yer-er-er-er
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| I’m the wizard of Oz chillin and lord willing
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| I’ll spend the rest of my life here
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| So let me roll you a round of the Coopers beer
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| And let me roll you a round of this Coopers beer
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| Yer-er-er-er
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| I’m the wizard of Oz chillin and lord willing
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| I’ll spend the rest of my life here
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| So let me role you a round of the Coopers beer
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| And let me roll you a round of this Coopers beer |