Excuse me, can I have this dance?
There's an ill wind blowin' in my pants
My friends call me John
But you can call me Breaker Morant
Give me your seal of approval
Give me your seal of approval
Let's club it death
I start the day with cereal
Now I'm feeling quite ethereal
It's gonna end in something venereal
Let's club it death
Well there's a tiger in my tank
There'll be a burglar in your bank
With relish on our Footy Frank
Let's club it death

SUBMIT CORRECTIONS