(Verse1)
On Amyl and the Sniffers\' new EP
Gus Romer\'s glowing ginger locks caught my eye
I bet he has to run for cover when the fiery ball is fiercest
Beneath the midday scorching sky
Eamon Sandwith is definitely shit out of luck
No wonder when he\'s singing
He\'s actually shouting
Veins bulging, angry as fuck
Queens of the Stone Age
And their lead singer Josh Homme
Luckily he\'s not Australian
Or he\'d go crispy in the sun
(Chorus)
In the land down under
A crucible of searing sun
Being of a ginger disposition
Is certainly no fun
Poisonous snakes and spiders
Are enough to make anyone run
If you\'re freckled, pale and ginger
So will the scorching sun
(Verse 2)
What a cruel joke by God
Creating someone with pale skin and freckles on his face
In such a fiery climate
An unforgiving, hostile place
Imagine being so ginger
Naked in a furnace like Australia
Auburn balls boiling like a lobster
Crimson crispy deep fried genitalia
I have nothing against gingers
If I\'ve offended any, I do apologise
It must be awful running for cover in summertime
When no clouds are in the skies
(Chorus)
In the land down under
A crucible of searing sun
Being of a ginger disposition
Is certainly no fun
Poisonous snakes and spiders
Are enough to make anyone run
If you\'re freckled, pale and ginger
So will the scorching sun
(Verse 3)
It\'s as if God\'s punishing them for crimes
In past lives they may have sinned
Freckled ginger skin boiled and blistered
Baked like a toddler\'s clay pot in a kiln
It\'s a fate I wouldn\'t wish on anyone
Maybe those guilty of heinous crimes
Manosphere influencers who spread toxic ideologies
Spouting bile in their spare time
Or Tommy fucking Ten Names
And his mates who are into paedophilia
I hope that cunt gets reincarnated
As a ginger in Australia