The Cockies' Lament

The Cockies are in trouble, they can’t live off the land Mortgaged out of existence with the need to expand Hope like the land eroding, luck just giving out Bushies fighting continually, fire, floods and drought And so the Banks are now the terror every cockie dreads As they climb into debt fighting their overhead Yet here in the big cities do we even bloody care About their rural problems, the despair the bushies share Streuth the bloody farmers live off the fat of the land What galahs to think sugar a great way to expand The fat cats watch their stocks rise in world market shares The need to make big profits about Aussie battlers who cares Then shares dropping to the bottom and life ain’t so sweet Everyone struggling with mortgages they now can’t meet Of course the Aussie farmer has been down this road before But its getting harder the Banks now shut the door Payment after payment, to keep the dream alive No more borrowings so how will they now survive Friendly creditors turn nasty destroying many lives Scrubbing floors and cleaning the lot of many wives Men trying to keep head above water, shattered lie the dreams Australia where are you heading a disillusioned cockie screams While Bankers in their ivory Towers no comfort do they lack They the mortgage holders reap the rural lands outback Farms, cattle and sheep stations, for generations were owned By proud settlers and farmers those Kings are now dethroned By prices and rising taxes, the bloody creditors and Banks The bottom of the barrel, the battling farmers only thanks Many facing foreclosure, they have nowhere else to go While others are trying desperately, a profitable seed to sow Farms soon under the hammer to the highest bidder they're sold Blood suckers watch what you are doing, when you sell your soul for gold.