77%

[Intro: Radio talkback]
"77% of Australians, um, agree with John Howard's actions on the Tampa"
"What happened to the others?"
"The thing is to use military force, er, against, er, refugees, isn't that, er, a little overkill?"
"A spokesman for the line that owns the ship says Australian SAS troops are in danger of breaking the laws of piracy"
"Undoubtedly this is the most popular decision, as far as the Australian public are concerned, the government's made during its reign"
"The captain's been pulling our strings in Australian waters, he had sent out a distress signal"
"Clearly, our solution was, um, well, it wasn't only farcical, it was, um, it was immoral"
"I wish that this problem were not ours"

[Verse 1]
Well, I'm left sitting here staring into a beer
Shaking my head at the same old loathing and fear
Stranger in my own land, can't understand
How the very word 'Australian' has just been damned
I fuckin' hate myself, take 'Ozi' 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 real shit that sticks
Watch as I tear the very skin from my face
So none'll see my race, my deep disgrace
You're 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, surprise me
Use 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 it's gonna be, don't call me "true blue"
I denounce my ancestors, wounds still fester
If you say it ain't so, I suggest ya wake up

[Chorus]
Wake up, this country needs a fuckin' shake-up
Wake up, these cunts need a shake-up
Wake up, this country needs a fuckin' shake-up
Wake up, these cunts need a shake-up
Wake up, this country needs a fuckin' shake-up
Wake up, these cunts need a shake-up
Wake up, this country needs a fuckin' shake-up
Wake up, these cunts need a shake-up

[Verse 2]
Talkback squawking hacks won't relax
Until Jonesy, Zemanek and Laws are all axed
77% of Aussies are racist
If you're here, I'll say it to your faces
Rich redneck pricks still hold all the aces
I'll buy you 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 you're as bad as your dads and your mums
Mainstream media making me so fuckin' glum
Just Anglo reality, intellectual cavities
Channel 9 fostering prejudiced mentalities
I won't be a casualty, just mention casually
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

[Chorus]
Wake up, this country needs a fuckin' shake-up
Wake up, these cunts need a shake-up
Wake up, this country needs a fuckin' shake-up
Wake up, these cunts need a shake-up
Wake up, this country needs a fuckin' shake-up
Wake up, these cunts need a shake-up
Wake up, this country needs a fuckin' shake-up
Wake up

[Bridge]
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 fuckin' avail
That you're a stranger yourself, now that's the sting in the tail

[Verse 3]
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 fuckin' tough
I'm sick and tired of this redneck wonderland
Most of you stay silent and I can't understand
I just can't understand (Understand)

[Chorus]
It's time for you to wake up, this country needs a fuckin' shake-up
Wake up, these cunts need a shake-up
Fuckin' wake up, this country needs a fuckin' shake-up
Wake up, these cunts need a shake-up
Wake up, this country needs a fuckin' shake-up
Wake up, these cunts need a shake-up
Wake up, this country needs a fuckin' shake-up
Wake up