{"id":337,"date":"2009-05-11T06:43:37","date_gmt":"2009-05-10T20:43:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/yewenyi.net\/wpblog\/?p=337"},"modified":"2009-05-11T06:43:37","modified_gmt":"2009-05-10T20:43:37","slug":"australian-pie","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/yewenyi.net\/wp\/old\/?p=337","title":{"rendered":"Australian Pie"},"content":{"rendered":"

I am looking for the lyrics of a song I heard once on 3RRR<\/a>. All I remember is the chorus and it goes like this. I have since learned that 3PBS<\/a> also played it.<\/p>\n

\n

\"pie<\/a>
Australian Pie<\/figcaption><\/figure>
\nBye, bye Miss Australian Pie,
\nDrove my Holden to the Goulburn, but the Goulburn was dry.
\nAnd good old boys drinking stubbies of Vic,
\nSinging this ‘ll be the day that I’m sick, this ‘ll be the day that I’m sick.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

I was told be someone in Melbourne who did find out the lyrics that they are quite rude.
\nThanks to all the people below, here is the current recreation. I will add more as it shows up.<\/strong><\/p>\n

A long, long time ago
\nI can still remember how that first beer used to make me sick
\nAnd I knew if I had my chance
\nThat I could get into her pants
\nAnd maybe I\u2019d be happy for a while
\nBut February made me shiver
\nWith every chunder I\u2019d deliver
\nRetching on the doorstep
\nI couldn\u2019t crawl one more step
\nI can\u2019t remember if I cried
\nBut sure as hell I nearly died
\nSomeone pushed me right outside
\nThe day I thought I\u2019d died
\nSo bye bye Miss Australian Pie
\nDrove my Holden to the Goulburn but the Goulburn was dry
\nThe good ol boys were sinkin\u2019 stubbies of Vic
\nSingin\u2019 this\u2019ll be the day that I\u2019m sick
\nThis\u2019ll be the day that I\u2019m sick
\nDid you go and steal my beer
\nYou watched me with a crafty sneer
\nAnd my mate told me so
\nDo you believe in stealing a moll
\nFrom a mate you trusted with your soul
\nDid you tell her to go down real slow? (??)
\nWell I know that you\u2019re in love with him (?)
\nCos I saw you go down to the gym
\nYou both kicked off your thongs
\nMan I dig those coloured condoms!
\nI was a lonely teenage drunken punk
\nBrought back to life with a stomach pump
\nBut I knew I was out of luck
\nThe day my brain cells died.
\nAnd we were singing, bye, bye Miss Australian Pie
\nDrove my Holden to the Goulburn but the Goulburn was dry
\nThe good ol boys were sinkin\u2019 stubbies of Vic
\nSingin\u2019 this\u2019ll be the day that I\u2019m sick
\nThis\u2019ll be the day that I\u2019m sick
\nNow for ten years we\u2019ve been sinkin\u2019 piss
\nAnd Fosters never tasted like this (?)
\nBut that\u2019s not how it used to be
\nWhen ?? sang for the king and queen
\nWith a song he borrowed from Don McLean
\nAnd a voice that came from you and me
\n( this whole verse I can\u2019t remember\u2026 here\u2019s the original if it helps jog your memory
\nOh, and while the king was looking down,
\nThe jester stole his thorny crown.
\nThe courtroom was adjourned;
\nNo verdict was returned.
\nAnd while lennon read a book of marx,
\nThe quartet practiced in the park,
\nAnd we sang dirges in the dark
\nThe day the music died.)
\nAnd we were singing, bye, bye Miss Australian Pie
\nDrove my Holden to the Goulburn but the Goulburn was dry
\nThe good ol boys were sinkin\u2019 stubbies of Vic
\nSingin\u2019 this\u2019ll be the day that I\u2019m sick
\nThis\u2019ll be the day that I\u2019m sick
\nHelter skelter in a summer swelter.
\n??
\nEight miles high and falling fast.
\nLanding hard on the grass.
\nSmokin\u2019 a bong made out of glass
\n??
\nNow the evening air was sweet perfume
\nWhile Triple R played a spin-out tune.
\nWe all got up to dance,
\nOh, but we never got the chance!
\nMarijuana,coke and hash we thought we`d give those drugs a bash
\nSomeone tried to steal our stash
\nDo you recall the outlay of cash
\nThe day our brain cells died?
\nWe started singing,
\nBye, bye Miss Australian Pie
\nDrove my Holden to the Goulburn but the Goulburn was dry
\nThe good ol boys were sinkin\u2019 stubbies of Vic
\nSingin\u2019 this\u2019ll be the day that I\u2019m sick
\nThis\u2019ll be the day that I\u2019m sick
\nA fight broke out in the car-park
\n?Can\u2019t remember this line?
\nAnd we drank stubbies in the dark
\nThe day the Burvale died
\nSo come on: Jack, you\u2019re simple! Jack, you\u2019re thick!
\nJack Flash sat on the gearstick
\n(??)
\nOh, and as I watched him on the ??
\nMy hands were clenched in fists of ?.
\nNo angel born in Goulburn
\nCould fix that fuckin\u2019 Holden!
\nAnd as the\u2026?
\n??
\nDo you recall the outlay of cash
\nThe day the Holden died
\nHe was singing,
\nAnd we were singing, bye, bye Miss Australian Pie
\nDrove my Holden to the Goulburn but the Goulburn was dry
\nThe good ol boys were sinkin\u2019 stubbies of Vic
\nSingin\u2019 this\u2019ll be the day that I\u2019m sick
\nThis\u2019ll be the day that I\u2019m sick
\nI met a girl who gave good head
\nAnd I asked her for a root instead,
\nBut she just smiled and turned away.
\nI went down to her sister\u2019s door
\nWhere I\u2019d had so much luck years before,
\nBut the girl there said I couldn\u2019t stay.
\nAnd in the streets it wasn\u2019t fair
\nFound myself in Eden Square
\nNot a penny on me,
\nI\u2019d missed out on such a honey!
\nAnd the three drinks I admire most:
\nFosters, Vic, and Bundy\u2019n’Coke,
\nReplaced by drinks like West Coast
\nThe day our taste buds died.
\nAnd they were singing,
\nbye, bye Miss Australian Pie
\nDrove my Holden to the Goulburn but the Goulburn was dry
\nThe good ol boys were sinkin\u2019 stubbies of Vic
\nSingin\u2019 this\u2019ll be the day that I\u2019m sick
\nThis\u2019ll be the day that I\u2019m sick<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

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