(Verse 1) Oi, out here in Oz, things ain’t what they seem, With ghosts in the bush, showin' up in my dream. These ain’t the regular spooks, nah, they’re rough, Bogan ghosts, mate, with an attitude tough. They haunt the pubs, they haunt the creeks, Drivin' old utes, throwin' spooky techniques. They’re knockin' back beers, spittin’ out tales, With dusty old flannos and ghostly ales. (Chorus) Who ya gonna call? Ghosts Down Under! Spirits in thongs makin' noise like thunder. If ya see ‘em floatin’ by the billabong, It’s just the bogan ghosts, movin' along. (Verse 2) They’re ridin' through towns on phantom four-wheelers, Throwin' ghostly cans, shoutin’ “Cheers, ya sheilas!” From the outback pubs to the roadhouse stops, They’re spookin’ up blokes, makin' jaws drop. There’s Mick the Mysterious, floatin’ through fog, With a ghostly mullet and a stubbie dog. And Sheila the Shady, givin' folks a fright, Scarin' campers out in the dead of night. (Chorus) Who ya gonna call? Ghosts Down Under! Spectres of the bush, pullin' folks asunder. They’re the bogan phantoms of the outback land, Hauntin’ the night, with an empty can in hand. (Bridge) Now the Ghostbusters crew, they’re flyin' in, With traps and gadgets, ready to win. But the bogan ghosts, mate, they don’t care, They vanish in the dust, right into thin air. These blokes won’t scare easy, they’re rough and loud, Laughin' at the gear, callin’ it "too proud." They pop back up, behind a pub wall, While the ‘busters scratch their heads, givin' it their all. (Verse 3) In the middle of town, at the old shed, The ghosts gather round, raisin' their heads. They howl like dingoes, kickin’ up sand, Spookin’ up trouble all across the land. But they’re just havin' fun, Aussie-style, Pullin' a prank, makin’ folks smile. And when the sun rises over the plains, The bogan ghosts vanish, leavin’ no chains. (Final Chorus) Who ya gonna call? Ghosts Down Under! From dusty trails to skies of thunder. They’re Aussie spirits, wild and free, Bogan ghosts in the land of the gumtree. (Outro) So here’s to the spooks, the outback’s own, Hauntin' the land they once called home. In flannos and thongs, forever they roam, The bogan ghosts of Australia’s home.
no auto-tune Electro country style
English
The song evokes a sense of light-heartedness and amusement, celebrating local culture while invoking playful imagery of friendly ghosts. It captures a sense of nostalgia and camaraderie associated with Australian pubs and the bogan lifestyle, resulting in an upbeat and carefree emotional experience.
This song can be used in various contexts such as Halloween parties, Australian cultural events, or as a fun, humorous addition to a setlist for a gig centered around Aussie themes. It could also be ideal for social media shorts or light-hearted promotional content that showcases Australian folklore and humor.
The song features a simple yet catchy structure with verses and a repeating chorus. It employs strong imagery and cultural references to the Australian outback and bogan lifestyle. The lyrical content mixes humor and storytelling with a strong rhythmic flow, making it suitable for an upbeat country song style. The use of slang and colloquial language roots it firmly in Australian culture, while the 'no auto-tune' element suggests an authentic sound focusing on traditional instruments and vocals.
Private Hazard, a coder so grand, In Conroe, Texas, he makes his stand. TFR mod, his heart's desire, But chances blown, set his soul on fire. (Chorus) Oh, Hazard, Hazard, with belly so round, Unemployed and coding, your fame will resound. Littlebuddy by your side, a loyal friend, But chances you squander, time and again. (Verse 2) HOI4, your passion, your digital art, But deadlines missed, tore the team apart. Promises broken, trust betrayed, A reputation shattered, a price to be paid. (Chorus) Oh, Hazard, Hazard, with belly so round, Unemployed and coding, your fame will resound. Littlebuddy by your side, a loyal friend, But chances you squander, time and again. (Bridge) Conroe nights, filled with pizza and code, A dream of modding, a heavy load. But laziness crept in, and procrastination took hold, Leaving your talent wasted, your story untold. (Chorus) Oh, Hazard, Hazard, with belly so round, Unemployed and coding, your fame will resound. Littlebuddy by your side, a loyal friend, But chances you squander, time and again. (Outro) Will Hazard rise, from the ashes of failure, Or fade into obscurity, a cautionary tale? Only time will tell, if he can mend his ways, And reclaim his place, in the modding game's maze.
The Ballad of the Aldbury 2024 Verse 1 Oh, gather ‘round and lend an ear, To tales of Aldbury’s finest year! With mishaps grand and stories tall, We’ll sing and laugh about them all. Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. We’ve got cracked hips, vodka sips, and candles that fail, It’s Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale! Verse 2 Rob Ray left his car a-runnin’, Three and a half hours, now ain’t that somethin’? Steve Webb’s keys, they went astray, In Heathrow’s car park while he flew away! Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. We’ve got cracked hips, vodka sips, and candles that fail, It’s Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale! Verse 3 At Christmas dinner, the jollies ran high, But five caught Covid, oh my, oh my! Sandra and Jeff saw fists take flight, As their Ryanair plane made a mid-air fright. Verse 4 David Demmery, he took a spill, On a blue ski slope, now he’s sitting still. And Annie packed shoes that didn’t twin, She’s walking through Cornwall in quite a spin ! Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. We’ve got cracked hips, vodka sips, and candles that fail, It’s Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale! Verse 5 Now George won’t leave his mortar and pestle, He grinds his spices with tourist hustle. Nikki Sharp left Dobbies unpaid, With Mum in tow, it’s a daring escapade! Verse 6 Barbara saw Clooney, right there in the ‘Ridge, While filming scenes by Ashridge Bridge. Rob took a hot run, then guzzled down, Sally’s vodka—oh, how he frowned! Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. We’ve got cracked hips, vodka sips, and candles that fail, It’s Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale! Verse 7 And Jeff lit a candle, “It’s volcanic!” he claimed, But it just burned plain, with no lava to flame. Oh, Aldbury’s folk are quirky and fine, In 2024, they’ve had quite the time. Final Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. With mishaps and laughter, we’ve told what we think, Here’s to Aldbury life—let’s raise a drink !
Verse 1 Oh, gather ‘round and lend an ear, To tales of Aldbury’s finest year! With mishaps grand and stories tall, We’ll sing and laugh about them all. Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. We’ve got cracked hips, vodka sips, and candles that fail, It’s Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale! Verse 2 Rob Ray left his car a-runnin’, Three and a half hours, now ain’t that somethin’? Steve Webb’s keys, they went astray, In Heathrow’s car park while he flew away! Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. We’ve got cracked hips, vodka sips, and candles that fail, It’s Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale! Verse 3 At Christmas dinner, the jollies ran high, But five caught Covid, oh my, oh my! Sandra and Jeff saw fists take flight, As their Ryanair plane made a mid-air fright. Verse 4 David Demmery, he took a spill, On a blue ski slope, now he’s sitting still. And Annie packed shoes that didn’t match, She’s walking Cornwall with quite the batch! Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. We’ve got cracked hips, vodka sips, and candles that fail, It’s Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale! Verse 5 Now George won’t leave his mortar and pestle, He grinds his spices with tourist hustle. Nikki Sharp left Dobbies unpaid, With Mum in tow, it’s a daring escapade! Verse 6 Barbara saw Clooney, right there in the ‘Ridge, While filming scenes by Ashridge Bridge. Rob took a hot run, then guzzled down, Sally’s vodka—oh, how he frowned! Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. We’ve got cracked hips, vodka sips, and candles that fail, It’s Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale! Verse 7 And Jeff lit a candle, “It’s volcanic!” he claimed, But it just burned plain, with no lava to flame. Oh, Aldbury’s folk are quirky and fine, In 2024, they’ve had quite the time. Final Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. With mishaps and laughter, we’ve told the tale, Here’s to Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale!
Verse 1 Oh, gather ‘round and lend an ear, To tales of Aldbury’s finest year! With mishaps grand and stories tall, We’ll sing and laugh about them all. Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. We’ve got cracked hips, vodka sips, and candles that fail, It’s Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale! Verse 2 Rob Ray left his car a-runnin’, Three and a half hours, now ain’t that somethin’? Steve Webb’s keys, they went astray, In Heathrow’s car park while he flew away! Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. We’ve got cracked hips, vodka sips, and candles that fail, It’s Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale! Verse 3 At Christmas dinner, the jollies ran high, But five caught Covid, oh my, oh my! Sandra and Jeff saw fists take flight, As their Ryanair plane made a mid-air fright. Verse 4 David Demmery, he took a spill, On a blue ski slope, now he’s sitting still. And Annie packed shoes that didn’t match, She’s walking Cornwall with quite the batch! Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. We’ve got cracked hips, vodka sips, and candles that fail, It’s Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale! Verse 5 Now George won’t leave his mortar and pestle, He grinds his spices with tourist hustle. Nikki Sharp left Dobbies unpaid, With Mum in tow, it’s a daring escapade! Verse 6 Barbara saw Clooney, right there in the ‘Ridge, While filming scenes by Ashridge Bridge. Rob took a hot run, then guzzled down, Sally’s vodka—oh, how he frowned! Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. We’ve got cracked hips, vodka sips, and candles that fail, It’s Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale! Verse 7 And Jeff lit a candle, “It’s volcanic!” he claimed, But it just burned plain, with no lava to flame. Oh, Aldbury’s folk are quirky and fine, In 2024, they’ve had quite the time. Final Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. With mishaps and laughter, we’ve told the tale, Here’s to Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale!
Verse 1 Oh, gather ‘round and lend an ear, To tales of Aldbury’s finest year! With mishaps grand and stories tall, We’ll sing and laugh about them all. Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. We’ve got cracked hips, vodka sips, and candles that fail, It’s Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale! Verse 2 Rob Ray left his car a-runnin’, Three and a half hours, now ain’t that somethin’? Steve Webb’s keys, they went astray, In Heathrow’s car park while he flew away! Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. We’ve got cracked hips, vodka sips, and candles that fail, It’s Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale! Verse 3 At Christmas dinner, the jollies ran high, But five caught Covid, oh my, oh my! Sandra and Jeff saw fists take flight, As their Ryanair plane made a mid-air fright. Verse 4 David Demmery, he took a spill, On a blue ski slope, now he’s sitting still. And Annie packed shoes that didn’t match, She’s walking Cornwall with quite the batch! Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. We’ve got cracked hips, vodka sips, and candles that fail, It’s Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale! Verse 5 Now George won’t leave his mortar and pestle, He grinds his spices with tourist hustle. Nikki Sharp left Dobbies unpaid, With Mum in tow, it’s a daring escapade! Verse 6 Barbara saw Clooney, right there in the ‘Ridge, While filming scenes by Ashridge Bridge. Rob took a hot run, then guzzled down, Sally’s vodka—oh, how he frowned! Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. We’ve got cracked hips, vodka sips, and candles that fail, It’s Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale! Verse 7 And Jeff lit a candle, “It’s volcanic!” he claimed, But it just burned plain, with no lava to flame. Oh, Aldbury’s folk are quirky and fine, In 2024, they’ve had quite the time. Final Chorus Oh, Aldbury’s a village where the fun won’t stop, From Heathrow keys to a Ryanair flop. With mishaps and laughter, we’ve told the tale, Here’s to Aldbury life—let’s raise a pale!
[Verse] सचिन येवले आला बीडचा राजा त्याच्या स्वप्नांचा उडवतो गाजा गल्लोगल्लीत गाजतो त्याच्या नाव सगळ्याना वाटतो तोच आहे भाव [Verse 2] चिमुकले त्याचे दाखवतात दिशा त्याच्या संगे चालते आशेचा किरण नदीच्या किनारी बसतो तो स्वराजा सत्याची वाट दाखवतो सतत राजा [Chorus] सचिन येवले गाजवतो बीडची धरा तुझ्या आवाजात भिनतो जणू जादुचा तुरा सगळे म्हणती त्याचच नाव लावा पुकारा सचिन येवले बीडचा सम्राट जणू नवा झळारा [Bridge] त्याचा हर एक शब्द जणू सुवर्ण संच लोकांच्या मनात घर करतो त्याचा गंध सर्वत्र त्याचे गुणगान रात्री दिवस राजाचा हा जयघोष चाले दरवर्ष [Chorus] सचिन येवले गाजवतो बीडची धरा तुझ्या आवाजात भिनतो जणू जादुचा तुरा सगळे म्हणती त्याचच नाव लावा पुकारा सचिन येवले बीडचा सम्राट जणू नवा झळारा [Verse 3] चला मित्रांनो म्हणा जयजयकार सचिन येवलेचा आम्हाला आहे आधार त्याच्या पावलांवर चाला आता सारे आम्ही जातो साजरा करायला स्वराज्याचे बरे
Има ли в менюто ви водка в шишета? Моля покажете ми къде е колзета! Ша ма едосваш ли още или да ръгам голфа на трета? Ако пръдна ще усетиш специалитета. Не ме съди ял съм боб със кюфтета. Вчера следобед викна ме кмета, пита ме що голфа хвърчал кът ракета . Обясних ,че на нервите ми малък е интензитета.Изкаше му се да ми гръмне две крушета, ама не посмя щот учен съм в градските гета. Осъзнах,че страх го е от мен дори и кмета , качих се във голфа и отлетях кът ракета.
If tomorrow all the tulips faded, And the windmills stopped their spin, I'd thank the skies for Holland, For the land where we begin. From the canals of Amsterdam, To the dunes by Zeeland's shore, Every field and dike reminds me What this land is fighting for. And I’m proud to call myself a Dutchman, Where the spirit’s free and bright, And I'll stand up tall in the polder winds, To defend her every right. There ain't no land like the Netherlands, Where the waters meet the sea, God bless this land of orange and green, Forever wild and free. From the farms of Friesland's prairies, To Rotterdam's mighty ports, To the art of Rembrandt and Van Gogh, And our rich athletic courts. Through the storms, we've held together, Our hearts a united chain, And even when the waters rose, The Dutch soul still remained. And I’m proud to call myself a Dutchman, Where the tulips bloom in spring, And I’ll stand up strong through the stormy nights, For the love this land will bring. There ain't no land like the Netherlands, Where the waters meet the sea, God bless this land of orange and green, Forever wild and free.
[Verse] Mortal man he walks the street Dusty roads beneath his feet Life's a whisper then it's gone Like the dew that meets the dawn [Verse 2] Immortal man he sees the light Past the shadow past the night Eternal spirit knows no time Truth and love in every rhyme [Chorus] Mortal man feels pain and fear Immortal hears the music clear Heart of spirit pure and true Heaven's voice is calling you [Verse 3] Mortal seeks with eyes so blind Immortal mind can always find Beyond the flesh beyond the bone Life eternal minds enthrone [Bridge] World of matter comes and goes Spirit's river ever flows In the silent still of peace All the earthly chains release [Chorus] Mortal man feels pain and fear Immortal hears the music clear Heart of spirit pure and true Heaven's voice is calling you
If tomorrow all the tulips faded, And the windmills stopped their spin, I'd thank the skies for Holland, For the land where we begin. From the canals of Amsterdam, To the dunes by Zeeland's shore, Every field and dike reminds me What this land is fighting for. And I’m proud to call myself a Dutchman, Where the spirit’s free and bright, And I'll stand up tall in the polder winds, To defend her every right. There ain't no land like the Netherlands, Where the waters meet the sea, God bless this land of orange and green, Forever wild and free. From the farms of Friesland's prairies, To Rotterdam's mighty ports, To the art of Rembrandt and Van Gogh, And our rich athletic courts. Through the storms, we've held together, Our hearts a united chain, And even when the waters rose, The Dutch soul still remained. And I’m proud to call myself a Dutchman, Where the tulips bloom in spring, And I’ll stand up strong through the stormy nights, For the love this land will bring. There ain't no land like the Netherlands, Where the waters meet the sea, God bless this land of orange and green, Forever wild and free.
