BACK WITH EXTRA BITE (AND MORE RELISH)
Queen Victoria is heavy with the head that wears the crown
Everything looks to be heading South and down
Has the race been run but has anybody won?
Everybody trying to be Australia’s very own racing Don.
The Moody Blues continue in all its many guises
Every bloody day there are some new surprises
Who can win when they’re plotting for everyone to fall
And Shania stands there waiting to be the belle of the ball.
The Plodder keeps waffling on and on
But no one’s listening ‘cos they’ve all packed up and gone
He’s waiting for his fairy godmother
To dig him outta another big hole
But luck’s running out for this mutha
Cos feeding the media is that very big mole.