Australian Pie

[Rik E Boy]

Mark it down ladies and gentlemen, March the 4th 2008. This is the date that Australia handed over world supremcy in the game of Cricket. I know we lost year's one day series as well but this time it feels different. Hogg and Gilchrist are both irreplaceable components of our one day game and I believe that India's mastery of Hogg in this series is just one of the reasons they ended up celebrating last night.

So when your sporting heroes fail you there's nothing left to do but write a song....


Australian Pie*
(to the tune of American Pie by Don McLean)


A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How the Cricket used to make me smile.
And I knew when our time came
That the Aussie would come through again
And, maybe, we’d hold the World Cup for a while.

But this March we all did shiver
Our team no longer delivers
Bad scores in the sports news
So flat was our cold brews

I cant remember if I cried
When I read Gilly and Hoggy left the side,
But something made us run and hide
The day the Aussies died.

So bye-bye, good Australian side,
Drove my hatch to the match,
Only to witness the slide.
And good old boys were drinking XXXX what 5hit
Singin, when will Punter finally hit.
When will Punter finally hit?

Did you write the cheques so flash
And do you have faith in all mighty cash
If Fox News tells you so?
Do you believe we're still on a roll,
And it’s ok that Hussey’s slow
Cos then at least the innings grows?

Well we know we all hate Harbahjan Singh
But at least he can make that damn ball spin
Finals both went to light blues
Man, all we did was lose.

I was teenaged and hangin with kids
In the 80’s when we were on the skids
Now once again we’re out of luck
The day the Aussies died

I started whingin’
bye-bye, good Australian side,
Drove my hatch to the match,
Only to witness the slide.
And good old boys were drinking XXXX what 5hit
Singin, when will Punter finally hit.
When will Punter finally hit?

For over ten years we’ve been on the throne
The world cup has been our own
And that is how it’s meant to be!
When the Warnster danced for the King and queen
With a cold beer and the ashes on that balcony
He danced and bowled for you and me,

Oh when the king laid down his crown
The Aussie team started to go down
The jury was concerned
What exactly have we learned?
While Hoggy read the book of Warne
But the next great spinner hasn't yet born
The golden fleece surely has been shorn
The day the Aussies died

We were whingin’,
bye-bye, good Australian side,
Drove my hatch to the match,
Only to witness the slide.
And good old boys were drinking XXXX what 5hit
Singin, when will Punter finally hit.
When will Punter finally hit?

Hit and giggle in the summer of niggle
The selectors left with a top order riddle
2 for 8 and falling fast……
Another catch just hit the grass
The skipper shuffled the slips the ass
With the Warne on the sidelines all class

Now at half-time the captained fumed
Don’t follow my example was assumed
While he offered no bull,
Why, did he play that pull?
Cos now again we’re back in the field
And the little master he refused to yield
Do you recall that you had to be steeled
The day Aussies died?

We were whingin’,
bye-bye, good Australian side,
Drove my hatch to the match,
Only to witness the slide.
And good old boys were drinking XXXX what 5hit
Singin, when will Punter finally hit.
When will Punter finally hit?

Oh, and we all together at someone’s place
Being pounded by adverts paying for space
With no time left to fix the game?
So come on Bing be nimble, Bing be quick
They’ll block you out to protect the stick
Cause fire is for the others o so lame.

Oh, and as I watched Gilly leave the stage
The camera guy filled Adam with rage.
No bat out of hell
Could survive that opening spell.
And as the champers climbed high into the night
The Indians enjoyed our plight,
I saw Harby dancing with delight
The day the Aussies died

He was singing,
bye-bye, good Australian side,
Drove my hatch to the match,
Only to witness the slide.
And good old boys were drinking XXXX what 5hit
Singin, when will Punter finally hit.
When will Punter finally hit?

I met a girl who barracked for light blues
And asked her to cure my blues
But she sent this Aussie on his way.
We went down to the sacred wicket
Hoping to see some decent Cricket,
But the Indians just wouldn’t let us play.

Outside the game the children whined
The players sighed and the purists dined.
Even Warney wasn’t smokin
Our spirits all were broken
And the three man I admire something silly,
Marshy, Greg Chappell and Dennis Lillee
They all went home and had a billy
The day the Aussies died.

We were whingin’,
bye-bye, good Australian side,
Drove my hatch to the match,
Only to witness the slide.
And good old boys were drinking XXXX what 5hit
Singin, when will Punter finally hit.
When will Punter finally hit?

And good old boys were drinking XXXX what 5hit
Singin, when will Punter finally hit.
When will Punter finally hit?

regards,

REB

*apologies to Don McLean even though I actually hate that song LOL.

[locky801]

Very clever REB, you must have sat up all night writing the words, you can go to bed now.

[Rik E Boy]

Very clever REB, you must have sat up all night writing the words, you can go to bed now.

No, that's how long it would take you to come up with the words.

regards,

REB

[locky801]

Very clever REB, you must have sat up all night writing the words, you can go to bed now.

No, that's how long it would take you to come up with the words.

regards,

REB

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Get it right mate, I wouldn't have even got half way through the first verse yet

[Rik E Boy]

LOL. Getting mighty hard to land a bite in these waters. We need some FRESH FISH.

regards,

REB

[bulldogproud]

Reb, send it in to the Coodabeen Champions - classic material!
Cheers

[Dog_ger]

We lost because everyone thought how much money they were worth....

I am worth more than him...

Human jealousy...

Ate away at each other.

India are truly good....

[Rik E Boy]

Reb, send it in to the Coodabeen Champions - classic material!
Cheers

Nah, if they didn't like My Sgt Rosco's povvo Vic League Sgt Peppers parody (I did the whole album) they won't like that one.

regards,

REB

[spell_check]

Reb, send it in to the Coodabeen Champions - classic material!
Cheers

Nah, if they didn't like My Sgt Rosco's povvo Vic League Sgt Peppers parody (I did the whole album) they won't like that one.

regards,

REB

You set your standards too high with that one (and miles above everyone else). Still I believe this is the longest song you have parodied, is it not? Fantastic work, yet again.