We're heading
for the Simpson Desert,
my good old mates and me.
Lots of plants and pots and pans
and a billy for billy tea.
We're gonna catch some yappies,
they're yummy and they're free.
Eagles call them crawpobs
but it's all the same to me.
We're heading for the
Simpson Desert,
there's no need to speak.
But we want Billy Dally
with everything we need.
There's Mud Rock and Sand Dunes
and Dodge and Kangaroos
We'll pump, dig, jump, start
or winch each other through
Yeah, we're heading
for the Simpson Desert,
the girls are with us too
They will come in handy
to make an Irish stew
You gotta keep on laughing,
I reckon that's the key
A happy wife is a happy life,
no argument from me
Yeah, we're headin' for Etha,
poor girl,
away from fence and wire
Underneath the cool of our
round to get you fired
I'm gonna touch the stars
and I'm gonna touch the moon
And I'll grab a cup of Milky Way
and I'll eat it with a spoon
Now I find it very difficult
to drink as well as see
I'm gonna have to find a way
to finish off this scene
It's all very well for Mick,
he's sinking down a few
And Peter's pouring wine
so the girls are giggling too
No, I don't know how to finish it,
I'm buggered if I do
There's a thousand verses
you sure I can do
You've got to make the words
flow near enough,
won't you? If you stuff up the rhythm
you'll be thrown in the billabong
and everyone will go to bed
Thank you so