What Ya Gonna Do When The Bomb Goes Off?A Poem by David Lewis PagetWhat y’gonna do When the bomb goes off
When y’teeth fall out
An’ we ain’t got Gough?
What y’ gonna do
When the bomb goes off,
Will ya tell me will ya
What ya gonna do?
I’ll be sittin’ pretty
When the bomb goes off
In the old man’s cellar
With a glass o’ Smirnoff.
Gradually unable
On the old Red Label
To be worried what’ll happen
When the bomb goes off.
What y’ gonna do
With no Don Dunny
When there ain’t no shops
And there ain’t no money?
What y’ gonna do
When the road’s all runny
Will ya tell me will ya
What y’ gonna do?
I’m gonna cancel all the
Laws for the livin’,
Take the take from the takers
And the give from ‘forgiven,
I’m gonna make meself
A brand new flag
An’ fly it from a Chevy
Down the ol’ main drag.
What y’ gonna do
When there ain’t no fuzz
An’ there ain’t no grass
‘cos the grass ain’t gruz?
What y’ gonna do
When ya get no buzz,
Will ya tell me will ya
What y’ gonna do?
I’m gonna get meself
A big hangover
Where the high’s so high
That y’ can’t get lower.
Then I’m gonna get meself
A black chequered hat
An’ scare all the Cockies
Off the Birdsville Track.
What y’ gonna do
If there ain’t no chics,
If there ain’t no fellas
An’ there ain’t no kicks?
What y’ gonna do
If there ain’t no flics,
Will ya tell me will ya
What y’ gonna do?
If there ain’t no chics
And there ain’t no fellas
An’ I’m caught dead drunk
In the old man’s cellar;
If there ain’t no shops
And the grass ain’t gruz
And there ain’t no money
And there ain’t no fuzz.
If there ain’t no flics
An’ there ain’t no Chevy
And there ain’t no Cockies
(Now y’ really gettin’ heavy);
If there ain’t no Donny
And there ain’t no Gough…
I’ll shoot m’bloody self
When the bomb goes off.
David Lewis Paget
1977
(Don Dunny - Labor Premier of Sth. Australia
Don Dunstan in the 1960's.
Gough - Gough Whitlam, Labor Prime Minister
of Australia, 1972 - 1975)
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