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The Great Upside Down Pub Crawl |
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The Great Upside Down Pub Crawl!!!(To the tune of the Blaydon Races)
Chorus:
Oh me lads you should of seen us sweatin
Fartin n burpin through the dust
While the rest were sleepin
All the tarts and gadgies there, most a bit hungover
Gannin up highway one
On the Giant pub crawl
We went off down under
It was Mid-October
Twenty of us set away
We were almost sober
We caught the plane to Sydney
It left three bags behind
Sarah, Vicky and Gibson
Their clothes still to find
When we got to Sydney
It was cold and wet
We went and hid in the pub
But we didn’t get drunk quite yet
Neil took us to Bondi Beach
It’s a lot like Whitley Bay
Off to the Blue Mountains
And down a reet steep railway
Boat cruise round the Harbour
Great view of the Bridge
Trip around the Opera House
And then home to the fridge
Alfie took us to Kings Cross
Its full of adult shops
Kirsty got hoyed oot the pub
Just for wearing flip-flops
Off we set to Byron Bay
Where we all met Dee
The place was full of wierdos
But we still surfed in the sea
We cruised up to the Gold Coast
And Michael washed his pants
We went oot on the lash and…
Pete enjoyed a lap dance
We popped across to Brisbane
And the place was gleaming
Tinas boyfriend sent a rose
And her smile was beaming
We took the boat to Fraser
Where John Jo skinned his chin
We all swam in the clear lake
It was lovely and refreshin’
Lochenbar was the next stop
It was Philips birthday
Another boat to Long Island
We saw fishes on the way
Cheeky Monkeys on Karaoke
Davey got groped by a pest
Drank some shots and played charades
Daves Croc. Dundee was the best
Off up to Pajingo
Cattle and dust today
Branding, tagging and Castrating
In the ‘down under’ way
Simon filmed the branding
Kev preferred lug notching
Singin by the campfire
Que enjoyed just watching
Dan was really starting to smell
So Nicola washed his strides
Tropical Cairns was hot ‘n sweaty
Rafting down the white tides
Diving on the Barrier Reef
It was a real surprise
Rachel, Claire and Ian
Ballooned to see the sunrise
We went off to the Woolshed
It was proper marvellous
Jugs and dancing on tables
Just a wee bit dangerous
Lynne said we’d fit under the roof
Jump, bang, ow, she was wrong
Weazel pulled a quality tart
But she forgot her thong!
Not quite the end of the pub crawl
Next off to Hong Kong
Big jugs of beer with taps on the end
In the streets there was a pong
We visited markets n’packed our stuff
Then flew back to the Toon
We had a fantastic, Splendid time
And all hope to go back soon!!
Michael Aynsley & Lynne Grieve
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