Ek was bang in Suid-Afrika, ja die weilens het my begin pla, so I packed for piff en I moved to Australia.I took a pixie in my wife Sandra, and we went to live down under, where I watched footy and put a prawn on the bambi, mate.Maar ek raak gespeid, want ek voel uitgesleid, oh ek mis vir John D. en vir Josie, ja ek mis selfs verlaat.Take me home, John D. Rose, to the place where the rainbow grows,how take problems, was oor oor natal, take me home, from this Aussie hell.Sandra had a pimp in piff, it wasn't even five bucks worth, Sandra wanted highlights and a bobboop, a feather cut.Maar toe Sandra uit die salon stap, met haar kop gesmeid soos een skaap, klap sy die shiela oor die til met haar krokodil handsak.Sandy kon het nie meer hou nie, sonne loving en die goalie, was jy mis te meed, en al die koeken van die days never hey.Take me home, John D. Rose, to the place where the rainbow grows,how take problems, was oor oor natal, take me home, from this Aussie hell.Piks reis sy fietskool toe, dier van koalas en die kangaroo, en van die eiland wat ontstaan het as gevolg van een hengse groot krater.Hy doen sy taak vir biologie, op een rechte wallaby, en soos een springbok *** so doen, staan daar later net een wallaby kap water.So I told myself myself, you got security and wealth, but I will miss my diba, and I even miss the minister of health.Take me home, John D. Rose, to the place where the rainbow grows,how take problems, was oor oor natal, take me home, from this Aussie hell.I'm watching cricket and it's very dark, but the sunshine sits in George's park,then the band goes mad, as old John D. klops another six.Now I can't control my keel, which is burning vir ek ouwe kasteel,then I'm running up the stairs shouting, Piks word wakker, kom Sandra.Ach, nou we home, it's so nice, here in gangster's paradise.They took my TV last night, but it's better than living down under.Take me home, John D. Rose, to the place where the rainbow grows,how take problems, was oor oor natal, take me home, from this Aussie hell.Take me home, John D. Rose, to the place where the rainbow grows,how take problems, was oor oor natal, take me home, from this Aussie hell.Take me home, John D. Rose, to the place where the rainbow grows,Well, bring me back here, to the highest carver in the world.Well, bring me back here, to the highest carver in the world.To the highest carver in the world.