Shut, shut the door
Say I'm sick, I'm dead
Turn off the mobile
Get the radio instead
For the next four hours
Leave me alone
I don't care if the President's
On the phone
I might have DTs
Or emphysema
The doctor's at the door,
But I won't be seeing her
I'll do something nasty
{Be ringing?} the law
If that rock band keeps
Rehearsing next door

Shut up - the footy's on the radio

Turn on the TV
But leave the volume down
Look at the commentator
What a freaking clown
There's footy on the radio
But me no buts
There's footy on the radio...

Shut up - the footy's on the radio
Shut up

Shut up the intellectuals with their coke bottle glasses
Shut up the trendy members of the chattering classes
Shut up all the DJs, especially the boxers
Thank God they shut off wankers in their corporate boxes
They shut schools and hospitals, so why is that
It so hard for you to shut your freaking loudmouth trap
Yeah, shut my abuse - it won't happen no more
Grab a beer for me - and shut the fridge door

The footy's on the radio (shut the drum machines, shut the guitar sounds)
Shut up - the footy's on the radio (shut this song before we miss the bounce)
Shut up - the footy's on the radio (shut the stupid lyrics - I'm gonna get real cut)
Shut up - the footy's on the radio (the footy's on the radio - just shut up)

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