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Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi
See us ride out of the grandstand
On your colour TV screen
Out for all the trophies to get
If you know what we mean
Champs to the left of me
And champs to the right
Ain't got no gun
Ain't got no knife
But don't you start no fight
CHORUS:
'Cause we're the Ozzies, we're dynamite
The Ozzies and w'll win the fight
The Ozzies I'm a power load
The Ozzies watch us explode
We're dirty, mean and mighty unclean
We're all wanted men
World crick team number one
Understand?
So lock up your emotions
Lock up your hopes
Lock up your back dreams
And run for your robes
The men are back in town
Don't you mess us 'round
CHORUS:
'Cause we're the Ozzies, we're dynamite
The Ozzies and w'll win the fight
The Ozzies I'm a power load
The Ozzies WATCH US EXPLODE!
Serious questions:
Is this bermuda in disguise or really South Africa?
Will the Proteas score past 50?
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Prowling tiger crouching low
Ready to unleash its lethal blow
Its eyes on the mighty prey
Today the hunter will become the hunted!!!!!
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