We don't know how lucky we are When the bough breaks we'll never fall far Mama's gonna buy you a brand new car We don't know how lucky we, lucky we are Someone call this a lucky country Where our leadership is second rate So the world outside's got bigger problems We expect it all on a silver spoon On a nickel plate, in an iron cup On a tax free bed of gold This place here was built by misfits English, Irish, Scottish convicts But a lot has changed since that invasion So don't forget that this is not England That it's not Ireland That it's called Australia What are you so afraid of? The world outside's already here What are you all afraid of? Our sons and daughters turning queer? What are you all afraid of? Surpluses and equal rights? People in boats that cost you votes? They'll take our jobs, they'll take our wives And kill our vibe We don't know how lucky we are When the bough breaks we never fall far Gina's gonna buy you a brand new car We don't know how lucky we, lucky we are Someone call this a land of plenty Where pockets are deep but hearts are empty "Fuck off, we're full!" these words were spoken As he laid it in with a racist joke With a heavy yoke, with a gavel stick And a bootcap made of steel I never wanna hear you say That you're never gonna live that way So we'll kill ourselves for our occupation And we'll let those die that try to take them So much pain, so little glory But we'll do what we must for that trip to Rome For that brand new phone, for that reno'd home For that tax free bed of gold What are you so afraid of? The world outside's already here What are you all afraid of? Our sons and daughters turning queer? What are you so afraid of? Surpluses and equal rights? People in boats that cost you votes? They'll take our jobs, they'll take our wives And kill our vibe We don't know how lucky we are When the bough breaks we never fall far Tony's gonna buy you a brand new car We don't know how lucky we, lucky we are