Quiet Australian Lyrics

Sitting on my deck in the middle of suburbia

I'm a nervous wreck so I'm sorry for disturbing ya

Just an average Aussie bloke getting something off his chest

There are things that must be said before they lay me down to rest

We were a nation, young and free

I would rather die standing than living on my knees

In history's page let every stage

Know that quiet Australians are filling up with rage

Sons and daughters of the Southern Cross

We must rise up before everything is lost

Sons and daughters of the Southern Cross

We must fight back and win at any cost

Sons and daughters of the Southern Cross

We must rise up before everything is lost

Sons and daughters of the Southern Cross

We must fight back and win at any cost

Today we find it hard to get our kids off their devices

So the we can teach them about this country's sacrifices

From the walls of Tobruk to the deserts of Tripoli

The ANZAC landing on the shores of Gallipoli

As they travelled through the Dardanelles and Bosporus

They gave their lives so they their people could be prosperous

And that is why we must respect their memories

We must stand tall in the face of all our enemies

Today the enemies we face have occupied our parliaments

They control our local, state and federal governments

Because Labor robs Peter, and the Liberals pay Paul

But us hard-working Aussies get sweet fuck all

We're deceived by the unions and we're robbed by the bankers

Then we get lectured to by inner-city wankers

But the way things are our kids will never own a property

By 1990 no child will live in poverty

We were a nation full of pride and a country full of sick cunts

Now we're being led by snowflakes and shit cunts

Who try and force on us their views about diversity

While they're sitting in some Chinese-funded University

To be honest I don't really give a fuck about your parentage

But they want me to be ashamed about my heritage

But all the things we loved and all the things we found endearing

They are now destroying with their social engineering

This country's gone to shit, and it's getting even shitter

There are those that spend their lives trying to cancel us on Twitter

There are those that walk among us that thrive on our disunity

No their notion of inclusion is dividing our community

But no matter their strength and no matter their agenda

There'll be no quarter given and there will be no surrender

So as I wrote these lyrics to my children I swore

That the quiet Australian will be quiet no more

Sons and daughters of the Southern Cross

We must rise up before everything is lost

Sons and daughters of the Southern Cross

We must fight back and win at any cost

Sons and daughters of the Southern Cross

We must rise up before everything is lost

Sons and daughters of the Southern Cross

We must fight back and win at any cost