A London debutante
with an importer walked
and a razor blade around her neck
Tore me apart, stuck a pin in my heart
Wow, what else could I expect?
Now I'm taking a stroll
in a New York Dole
But I'm too uncool to talk
So I'm reading Rolling Stone
while she's on the phone
Saying, baby,
take me back to New York
That's alright, that's okay
Australia's just the
southern of the USA
That's all right, that's okay
Australia's just a suburb
of the U .S .A.
Sittin' in Sydney in a Hollywood bar
I have another Jim Beam for the road
My friend has a Coke
and we both have a Tote
Got a Camel and a Marlboro
Well, I'm a John Wayne drunk
with a howlin' moon
and a cross -eyed cowboy scream
I'm goin' to the movie
to take a back seat
in the latest American dream
That's alright, that's okay,
Australia's just a suburb of the USA
That's alright, that's okay,
Australia's just a suburb of the USA
I'm a covered by Mexican bandits,
the guards are taking my name
My television set is a tactical weapon
and my bedroom is a nuclear range
Out in the garden the
army's amassed
and they've started napalming my hedge
The tanks in the driveway
are worrying my neighbours
and the general isn't raiding my fridge
But that's alright, that's okay,
Australia's just a suburb of the USA
That's alright, that's okay,
Australia's just a suburb of the USA
That's alright, that's okay,
Australia's just a suburb of the USA