Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 77 %, artist - The Herd.
Date of issue: 09.02.2003
Song language: English
77 % |
shaking my head at the same ol’loathing and fear |
Stranger in my own land, can’t understand |
How the very word Australian has been damned |
I fucking hate myself, take 'Aussie'from my name |
Erase this endless shame, forever casting blame |
If you don’t act the same will I destroy you? |
Everyone looks the same beaten, black and blue |
So I’ve had enough of these redneck pricks |
When fact is the only fuckin shit that sticks |
Watch as I tear the very skin from my face |
So none’ll see my race, my deep disgrace |
Your not even from here in the first place! |
And those that are you wanna further debase |
Nup, no more, never again whether by fist or pen |
I will defend, cause I’m at a loose end |
The shattered remnants of Aussie dignity |
I’m a skip, whitey, round-eye suprise me By using your shrivelled brain to please explain |
How the clever country just went down the drain |
We rode the sheep’s back now the sheep ride you |
If this is how its gonna be don’t call me 'true blue' |
I denounce my ancestors, wounds still fester |
If you say 'it aint so’I suggest ya’wake up It’s time for you to Wake up — this country needs a fucking shake up Wake up — these cunts need a shake up (x4) |
Talkback squawking hacks won’t relax |
Until Jones’y, Zemanek and Laws are all axed |
77 percent of aussies are racist |
And if you’re here, I’ll say it your faces |
Rich redneck pricks still hold all the aces |
So I’ll buy ya a beer, with an arsenic chaser |
Better off dead? |
is that what I’ve said? |
Tempting to take for all the blood you’ve shed |
No doubt your as bad as your dads and ya mums |
Mainsteam media making me so fucking glum |
Just anglo reality, intellectual cavities |
Channel 9 fostering prejudiced mentalities |
I won’t be a casualty, just mention casually |
That I can’t stand for you shit-eating bullies |
Preying on peeps without a mainstream voice |
Most of you stay silent but I’ve got no choice |
Well I’ve yelled my lungs out but to no avail |
Well I’ve yelled my lungs out but to no avail |
Well I’ve yelled my lungs out but to no fukin’avail |
That you’re a stranger yourself now thats the sting in the tail |
Captain Cook was the very first queue jumper |
It was immigrant labour that made Australia plumper |
Enough is enough, whiteys go pack your stuff |
Don’t wanna live in England? |
That’s fucking tough |
I’m sick and tired of this redneck wonderland |
Most’ve you stay silent and I can’t understand |
I just can’t understand (understand) |