Australians all let us rejoice.
For they are not so free.
We’ve tin foil and barren soil.
Blood stained dirt by sea:
Our land abound, in hatred’s gifts.
Of Putrid smoggy air.
Now leave your cage, you are the age.
Advance Australia Feared
In Boisterous strains then let us sing
Advance Australia Feared
Beneath our Yankee Southern Boss.
We’ll sell off half the land.
To make this Commonwealth of ours.
Richest of all the lands
For those who’ve come across the seas.
We’ve many cells to spare.
With Greed let us all conspire
To Advance Australia Feared
In Boisterous Strains then let us sing
Advance Australia Feared.
Aidan Ross
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