Whitlams, The lyrics

Whitlams, The Song Lyric: Gough Little song about a man called Gough and a little boy who wanted to be tarred with the same brush He learnt Latin, held his head up high and he hated the Liberals tho' he didn't know why There were reasons - how long have you got? There are always reasons - how long have you got? The little boy he's on the stage tonight, his name is Anthony Hayes and he's doing alright They both went to the same local Canberra school, but Stevie was nine in 1972 What a party - a big day for both of us A big reason to party - a big day for both of us Come over have dinner with me, we'll play chess and drink claret Walk slowly down my little street, you can bring Margaret November 11 was Armistice Day A bushranger was slaughtered and Gough was betrayed November 11 - he wouldn't survive the Governor General in '75 November 11 - a big day for all of us I said November 11 - Ned Kelly died Shame Fraser shame and we all cried For you Gough you Gough you Gough Edward Gough Whitlam You Gough you Gough you Gough Edward Gough Whitlam Days of wine and roses, days of wine and roses All the artists flew in and all the arseholes flew out in '72 For you Gough you Gough you Gough Edward Gough Whitlam Get This Ringtone Best Work Blow up the pokies Chunky Chunky Air Guitar Fall For You Gough Thankyou (For Loving Me At My Worst) You Gotta Love This City You Sound Like Louis Burdett You'll Find A Way

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