Land of Forests, fleas and flies,
Blighted hopes and blighted eyes,
Art thou hell in earths disguise,
Westralia?
Art thou some volcanic blast
By volcanoes spurned, outcast?
Art unfinishedmade the last
Westralia?
Wert thou once the chosen land
Where Adam broke Gods one command?
That He in wrath changed thee to sand,
Westralia!
Land of politicians silly,
Home of wind and willy-willy,
Land of blanket, tent and billy,
Westralia.
Home of brokers, bummers, clerks,
Nest of sharpers, mining sharks,
Dried up lakes and desert parks,
Westralia!
Land of humpies, brothels, inns,
Old bag huts and empty tins,
Land of blackest, grievous sins
Westralia.
