Luyện nghe bài hát Aussie Barbeque

When the summer sun is shining on happy land
countless fires, in strange attire in many solemn bands
of glum Australians watching as the lunch goes up in
By the and the smell you can plainly tell, that it's barby time again

When the steaks are fiercely, when the smoke gets in your eyes
When the sausges taste fried toothpaste and your driven mad with flies
a national institution, it's the aussie thing to do
So come along mate and grab plate, let's have a barbecue!

The Scots eat of haggis, the French eat snails and frogs
The Greeks throw kakis on their mousakis, and the love hot dogs
The Welshmen love to a leek, the Irish like thier stew
But you just beat that half-cooked meat at an Aussie barbeque

When the steaks are fiercely, when the smoke gets in your eyes
the sausges taste like fried toothpaste and your driven mad with flies
It's a institution, it's the aussie thing to do
So come mate and grab your plate, let's have a barbecue.

There's flies to the margarine, the bread has gone rock hard
The kids are fighting and the mossies are biting, who the Aerogard?
There's bull ants in the eskie, and the beer is out
And what you saw in cole slaw, you just don't think about

When the steaks are burning fiercely, the smoke gets in your eyes
When the sausges taste like fried toothpaste and your mad with flies
It's a national institution, it's the
So on mate and grab your plate, let's have a barbecue.

And when the barby's over and your way you wend
With a funny tummy on the dummy, many lonely hours you'll spend
You might find yourself reflecting, many often do
Come rain or shine that's the bloody last that you'll have a barbecue!

When the are burning fiercely, when the smoke gets in your eyes
When the sausges taste fried toothpaste and your driven mad with flies
It's a national institution, ausssie thing to do
So come on mate and grab your plate, let's a barbeque