SUDS - The Man Song

I'm tired of being reminded of what I'm supposed to be
A mere male, born in this country, typified on TV
There's not much to us
We fish and go camping and drink mid-strength beer
We love our mates but our women annoy us
Always getting in your ear

I watch the footy, I'm not footy-phobic
But I can't stand the ads
They say we're simple, bumbling and hopeless
"Happy Father's Day, Dad"
Nip down the pub but tell the family
"I'm puttin' up some shelves"
You get caught, you need The Woman Whisperer™
To tell her it's alright because we can't tell her ourselves

She's a nag and she hates you having fun
You're a dag and the best you can aspire to
Is crackin-a-couple-a-cold-ones
Crackin-a-couple-a-cold-ones

It's only tele, it's just entertainment, it's only make believe
Because all these blokes, they look pretty average
And their wives are beauty queens
They're only ads selling a product with the white suburban dream
But I reckon they send a message
Are we being sold the White Australia Policy?

So there it is, there's the blue print, the archetypal Aussie man
But what about, what about my gay mates or non-footy fans
Indigenous fathers, sons of migrants, yeah what about them?
Where's the artists, intellectuals and writers
Are they all fictitious characters?

You're a male so just be white and dumb
In Australia the best you can aspire to
Is crackin-a-couple-a-cold-ones
Crackin-a-couple-a-cold-ones

We're not the men they say we are
They're hanging on to the past
We've come a long way
And we are not the same despite the telecast
We're not the men they say we are
They're hanging on to the past
We've come a long way but we got a way to go
And we need to let our boys know misogyny's not alright!

Written by:
John Barrington

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