ANZAC Day

ANZAC Day

I've seen the Diggers marching under flapping flags

Flanked by police on repression-trained nags

When I think of what it means my jaw just sags

And I want to march along on ANZAC Day

'Cause I've done my best to make this country great

I've been arrested in nearly every state

For forests, uranium and the right to demonstrate

And I want to march along on ANZAC Day

ANZAC Day, ANZAC Day

I want to march along on ANZAC Day

I've defended this country in my peaceful way

And I want to march along on ANZAC Day

I've been flattened by a horse by Nurrungar's gates

I've been dragged off by the coppers in quite indecent haste

And I've copped my share of spit for saying war's a bloody waste

And I want to stomp along on ANZAC Day

ANZAC Day, ANZAC Day

I want to march along on ANZAC Day

I've defended this country in my peaceful way

And I want to stomp along on ANZAC Day

I've spent some time in prison (though not really very much)

And I've blockaded my share of dams and mines and such

And I burnt my foot at Roxby and been strip-searched up the crutch

And I want to promenade on ANZAC Day

I’ve tried to show the world Australians love peace

I’ve confronted Israeli and Iraqi police

I’ve said “We’re not all like Bruce Ruxton!” – will wonders never cease?

And I want to mince along on ANZAC Day

ANZAC Day, ANZAC Day

I want to mince along on ANZAC Day

I've defended this country in my peaceful way

And I want to mince along on ANZAC Day

I want the Governor-General to pin the medals on

"You're saving our heritage, keep it up, son' (or daughter)

And he (or she) would feed me rum and milk just to keep me keeping on

And we'll transform the dominant paradigm on ANZAC Day

ANZAC Day, ANZAC Day

I want to march along on ANZAC Day

I've defended this country in my peaceful way

And we'll transform the dominant paradigm on ANZAC Day

ANZAC Day, ANZAC Day

I want to march along on ANZAC Day

But get up at four o'clock? Ha! No bloody way!

Maybe next year I'll march on ANZAC Day.