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Seems appropriate to share this again, after not doing so for a few years:

You hurt us bombing Bali, but we can take the pain,
But if you think you'll beat us you can think a-bloody-gain.
We battled at Gallipoli and we fought the bloody Hun
Of all the arseholes we've have faced you're just another one

You won't get your hands dirty, you won't fire a gun
Whenever danger threatens you just pack your gear and run
You brainwash innocent children to do your evil deeds
Be careful you don't let them know just where it really leads

You get them to believe all of your bigotry and lying
Until they cannot see that there's no glory in their dying
Now we'd like to pose a question, answer if you can
What's so holy 'bout a holy book that says to kill your fellow man?

Now listen hard and listen well, we're giving you the word
You're never going to beat us you spineless bloody turd
You'd never face us personally you haven't got the guts
You know that if you ever did we'd grind your bloody nuts

Our spirit is unbroken, and our heads are still unbowed
We sure as hell aren't scared of you or of your gutless crowd
So understand, you mongrel dogs - you'll never win because
What you're really up against is the spirit that is OZ

Your first try didn't beat us, and we knew you'd try again
But once again, we're telling you we'll take the bloody pain
Your bombing killed some people and you think you've made a stand
Well, let me tell you something 'bout the people of my land

We went ashore on ANZAC day, near a century ago
Our people went to war with Turks who share your faith, you know
Today, the Turks and us are friends because we understand
That killing for religion isn't something our God planned

Be clear that we will fight you, and we will defeat your kind
If we need to, we will crush you and leave none of you behind
We are not the kind of people, who go 'round starting fights
But we will help to finish them, and stand up for our rights

And we do not stand alone, there's Yanks and there is Brits
We stood with them, they'll stand with us, to wipe out all you shits
There's others too, of course, you've bitten off more than you'll chew
But we'll stuff it down your throats, and then we'll kick the crap from you

We're not afraid of you, you see, no matter how you hope
We'll back down when the last of you is swinging from a rope
Or lying bleeding in a ditch, or shot down on a beach
I warn you, I'd start running - but there's nowhere we won't reach

You aim your bombs at us, but you don't care who you killed
You're mad at us, but it's Indonesian graves that you have filled
You can't even kill properly, so you haven't got a prayer
And when you die, there will not be a paradise waiting there

It was said before, but you didn't learn, so I'll say it again
You cannot hope to beat us, because we will take the pain
You don't scare us, you mongrel dogs, you pigs, you unclean swine
Us Aussies still possess the spirit that was at Lone Pine

At Ypres, and then at the Somme, and at Villers Bretonneux
At Tobruk, and at Kokoda, and wherever enemies were
At Kapyong, and at Long Tan, and at places with no name
The spirit that is Oz has really always been the same

You're scum, you're filth, you're evil, and you are on borrowed time
If you want to be martyrs, then we will oblige you, slime
And we're not alone, remember that, we've stood up with our mates
And they will stand with us, as we send you to your fates