Hooray I am the Family man driving a Holden car
The dear boy man the pot n pan who used to play guitar
Allow me to present to you the story of my life
They’re screaming in the back seat being nurtured by m’wife
Na na na …
So, grab yourself a hot dish and a burning red-hot knife and
Slice yourself a section of my strawberry ice-cream life
And when its ripe and runny look inside and you will see
A reflection of your smiling face come to keep me company.
Na na na …
*(To the tune of Frère Jacque)
9 to 5 - 9 to 5 work all day, work all day
Home for tea and telly, home for tea and telly,
Life’s that way - life’s that way.
Come the weekend come the weekend
down the pub, down the pub
Sit and watch the footy, fiver on the gee gees
glug glug glug, glug glug glug
I was born my friend with hands to work and not to idle lie
Idle idle dwindle diedle, Idle idle lie
Sitting on a tea chest out in the back yard
Staring at the boots and drinking milo
Wife at the back door yelling at the kids
Ah what’ve I done to deserve all this
I was born my friend with hands to work and not to idle lie
Idle idle dwindle diedle, Idle idle lie
Down the pub on a Monday morning
They cash my cheque as I walk in the door
Social Security Department
Reserve Bank drawing account number four
I was born my friend with hands to work and not to idle lie
Idle idle dwindle diedle, Idle idle lie
Idle idle lie!