Luyện nghe bài hát Aussie Barbeque

When the summer sun is on Australia's happy land
Round countless fires, in strange in many solemn bands
of glum Australians watching as the lunch up in flames
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
the sausges taste like fried toothpaste and your driven mad with flies
It's a national institution, the aussie thing to do
So along mate and grab your plate, let's have a barbecue!

The Scots eat of haggis, the French eat snails and frogs
The Greeks throw on their mousakis, and the Chinese love hot dogs
The Welshmen love to have a leek, the Irish like stew
But you just can't beat half-cooked meat at an Aussie barbeque

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

There's stuck to the margarine, the bread has gone rock hard
The kids are and the mossies are biting, who forgot the Aerogard?
There's ants in the eskie, and the beer is running out
And what you saw in Mum's cole slaw, you just think about

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

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

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