Текст песни Ivan Milat

Let's give Ivan Milat a pat on the back

And send him a big cheerio

(Cheerio! )

He only kills Poms and Huns

He was Australia's first son

And it's time the coppers let him go

Oh, we love ya, we just thought that you should know

My, it's pretty bloody country

Up where Ivan did his killin'

Out where the pines are tall

And the kangaroos are red

I'd like to take you there one day -

Well, if you're willin'

To wear a small backpack

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Now I know this might upset you

If you're a relative or friend

But once you're dead

Well, you can't be dead again

And Ivan had a bonza truck

So at least before they died

Every single tourist had a lovely scenic ride

Let's give Ivan Milat a pat on the back

And send him a big cheerio

(Cheerio! )

He only kills Poms and Huns

He was Australia's first son

And it's time the coppers let him go

Oh we love ya, we just thought that you should know.