This is the land of the great outdoors
This is the land of the firm square jaw
Nose to the grindstone shoulder to the wheel
Hearts of gold and nerves of steel
Chorus
Story time in the land of dreams
Is everything the way it’s made to seems?
Pulling strings and swinging punches
Sink or swim in the liquid lunches
Free
Roll up your sleeves and your cigarettes
Roll up to vote and place your bets
Proud young country loud and fast
No worries mate no questions asked
Chorus
Times are hard but so are we
No turning back from our destiny
Some sacrifices must be made
We must buy more with the less we’re paid
Chorus
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