Pound for Pound

The lucky land Australia

How lucky are we now

Government's out to ruin us

By taking our rights to do things we could of done in the past and nobody cares.

Now there are neighbours spying for the Cops because of a Facebook post saying we should hang those cunts it's an act of treason there is no doubt in my mind

But it's not the season to take a life

We should make them suffer suffer worse than us

We should not let them plunder our skills our land our love

Because it's that what is

Dying now

theres no love to go round anymore

It's all about robbing me robbing you respect is gone where can you run to..

Well I'm not running

I'll stand my ground

I'll keep punching

Pound for Pound

There is nothing you can say to me

There is nothing you can do

I am standing up to these sellouts, and radical groups

And he holds Karma for all these cunts

And I'll eat bacon if I want