Ballad of the '59 Grange

‘Twas the night before the Royal visit, and all through the house

All the pollies were a scattering, like a flock of startled grouse

A pig had just been caught that day, with his snout deep in the trough

At just $3000 a bottle what, he thought he’d surely get off


Now Premier Barry O’Farrell tripped, and he was forced to resign

Because he said he could not recall, a  ’59 Grange wine

A gift that to all of us, we would remember for all time

He’d chosen to forget all about, not a very convincing line


A trap was set and it was set, to catch out other game

Now turned back on its masters hand, before the law we’re all the same

This big bad water company, spread its tentacles out again

And now it is washing all its “Friends”, all the way down the drain


Prime Minister Tony Abbott spoke, and stuck up for his mate

This man is a real hero he said , this man he is so great

You cannot question him on his morals, he is way beyond reproach

We’ve lost a true and honest leader here, to us he’s just a “Cockroach”


The core of this whole matter now, is plain for all to see

There’s something rotten here in Denmark, from this we cannot flee

Some of our “Pollies” are bent and twisted, not accountable anymore

Th’re living the life of “Reilly” here, while we clean up the floor


Now Campbell  Newman and Tony Abbott, they have seen the damage done

They are going to water down the laws, and the protections we have won

Queensland’s CMC citizen’s watchdog, lies bloody and beaten on the floor

To get a fair deal up here these days, doesn’t matter to them anymore


Now all it is not lost for us, we still have a card or two to play

To “Keep the Bastards honest” now, we still can have our say

When we put pencil to paper, we can choose from what we know

We can put our stamp on history, we can choose which way we’ll go


To the Labor, Liberal and National parties, you’ve all had your run and lost

Betrayed the trust you got from us, your price not worth the cost

You’ve screwed the “Lucky Country” dry, sucked us of our last drop

You’ll get no more blood from us you thugs, it’s your turn on the mop


Stand up now all you Australians, it’s time to turn the tide

For the future of our children, let’s show Australian pride

Throw out all of these “Boys Clubs”, fresh breeze blow through your hair

Maybe then we can all sing with pride, Advance Australia Fair




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Author's Notes/Comments: 

This was big news in Australia, I hope I have written it well enough so those from other countries can understand the tale. :-)

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