Dyin

Dyin To Get Home

Open your eyes you bastard
we want you here right now
say something; come one digger
your friends are all round.

Squeeze my hand you bloody wanker
still light in this here day
work to be done old cobber
can't sleep the day away

Talk to me you arsehole
tell me that bloody joke again
got a tinny and a smoke here
at least show that you're in pain

I'll help you to your feet mate
the chopper's on the way
you'll be ok you silly bastard
not your turn to die today

Some stupid bloody performance!
Open your eyes so you can see.
Breathe you rotten arsehole
Don't bloody die on me!

Shit mate - you're not a lifer
ten days an' you're outa here
The round eye sheilas'll love ya
have no bloody fear

Fair dinkum mate! Come off it
you're scarin' shit outa me
We're dyin' to bloody get home...

Please God swap him for me!