Friday, January 25, 2013

Thank Dagg I'm a Kiwi Boy

Well life in New Zealand is kinda laid back
Ain't much a New Zealand boy like me can't hack
It's sure to rise, let's give it a crack
I thank Dagg I'm a Kiwi boy

Well I got me a fine pipe, I got me ol' kitty
When the sun's comin' up things ain't so shitty
And life ain't nothin' but a funny funny ditty
Thank Dagg I'm a Kiwi boy

Well a Kiwi kinda life is better than some
Never bumped off a plane for a fashion pun
I mean seriously Qantas, was it hurting anyone?
Thank Dagg I'm a Kiwi boy

Mind you, isn't this the same bunch of Ozzies
Who didn't want men sitting next to kiddies?
And sold Fred Dagg out with boxed sheep prezzies?
Thank Dagg I'm a Kiwi boy

The cops won't arrest you for swearing in public
Or calling for reform or wanting a Republic
But not so all-out nutty as that Yankee Doodle rubric
Thank Dagg I'm a Kiwi boy

The judges here won't sentence you to death
For any crime, by public or private request
Let alone for muling coke or dealing meth
Thank Dagg I'm a Kiwi boy

Here we strive to treat women the same
Gave them the vote, gave them dignity not shame
We don't gang rape them on buses or arrest driving dames
Thank Dagg I'm a Kiwi boy

There's no snakes here at all, and the spiders mostly harmless
The scenery is chewable, although some towns remain charmless
The cost of living also might leave you leg and armless
Thank Dagg I'm a Kiwi boy

When the work's all done and the sun's settlin' low
I pull out the pipe and I goin' with the flow
The cat's asleep and everything's, like, mellow.
Thank Dagg I'm a Kiwi boy