Aussie Bbq Song lyrics

When the summer sun is shining on Australia's happy land
Round countless fires, in strange attire in many solemn bands
of glum Australians watching as the lunch goes up in flames
By the smoke and the smell you can plainly tell, that it's barby time again
Chorus: When the steaks are burning fiercely, and the smoke gets in your eyes
When the sausages taste like fried toothpaste and your driven mad with flies
It's a national institution, it's the Aussie thing to do
So come on mate and grab your plate, let's have a barbeque
The Scotsmen love their haggis, the French eat snails and frogs
The Greeks go kakis over their mousakis, and the Chinese love hot dogs
The Welshmen love to have a leek, the Irish love thier stew
But you just can't beat that half-cooked meat at an Aussie barbeque
Chorus
There's flies stuck to the margarine, the bread has gone rock hard
The kids are fighting and the mossies are biting, who forgot the Aeroguard?
There's bull ants in the eskie, and the beer is running out
And what you saw in Mom's cole slaw, you just don't think about
Chorus
And when the barby's over and your homeward way you wend
With a queezy tummy on the family dunny, many lonely hours you'll spend
You might find yourself reflecting, like many often do
Come rain or shine that's the bloody last time that you'll have a barbeque!
Chorus
Thanks to Kelly for these lyrics