| "You're All Bastards" | |
| Ponting and his team, this time, have gone to far so you bring the feathers and I'll grab the tar; they're all bastards, what bastards they are. If you have a glorious, triumphant win, don't let the media catch you with a grin; they're all bastards, what bastards they are. "You're all bastards, you're all bastards, you're all bastards, you're all bastards you're all bastards, what bastards you are." Injuns are as honest as the days are long: they only ever lose if others do wrong; "they're all bastards, what bastards they are." Injuns are upset by Aussies' strident calls. so they say they'll go home, taking bats and balls; "they're all bastards, what bastards they are." "We're not playing, we're not staying we're not playing, we're not staying, you're all bastards, what bastards you are." Who is being arrogant, acting like that? and tell that Harbajan he's a great big twat; "they're all bastards, what bastards they are." Aussies are known to be offensively blunt: tell that losing skipper "you'r'e a whining tnuc." "They're all bastards, what bastards they are." "You're all bastards, you're all bastards, you're all bastards, you're all bastards you're all bastards, what bastards you are." | |