[Verse 1: Larrikin Aussie male MC, cheeky over the kit drums] Anzac Day out back the pub, the paddock thick with blokes and dust I'm the boxer of the ring, the one the whole town learned to trust Once a year the law looks off and two old pennies kiss the sky Heads you win and tails you don't and odds you give another try Rolls a city bloke in loafers with a watch that cost a ute Puts a fifty on the spinner, wearin' linen like a suit Throws a pair of heads, then heads again, then heads a third Nine in a row by half past two and nobody says a word Old Cliff behind me spits his beer, says nobody's that lucky, son I say I know, I clocked his thumb, and now I'm gonna have some fun [Chorus: Larrikin Aussie male MC, the whole paddock chanting] Come in, spinner, you been had Toss 'em high and toss 'em mad Every penny in this paddock knows the truth before it lands Come in, spinner, show your hands [Verse 2: Larrikin Aussie male MC, sly and quick] So I shout the bar a round and wrap an arm around his neck Say your pennies look a bit worn, mate, let me give 'em a check Rub 'em on my singlet with a wink and hand 'em back Never felt the switch, he's got two tails and he's none the wiser, Jack Loafers bets the whole lot, every note, the watch, the car Says I'll take this whole town's money, boys, and drink it at the bar Paddock goes dead quiet, magpies settle in the gum Spinner steps into the ring, he flicks the kip and up they come [Bridge: Larrikin Aussie male MC, kip launch, sung long over toms] Up they go like two copper suns Spinnin' past the gum tree where the river runs Hangin' up there like the day just held its breath Down they come in the red dirt, tails and tails, and nothin' left [Chorus: Larrikin Aussie male MC, the whole paddock chanting] Come in, spinner, you been had Toss 'em high and toss 'em mad Every penny in this paddock knows the truth before it lands Come in, spinner, show your hands [Verse 3: Larrikin Aussie male MC, laughing through it] Loafers on his knees, he's scratchin' at the dirt for proof Yellin' these ain't mine, and every bloke out here knows the truth Can't say that out loud, can he, can't admit his pair was fake Cliff picks up the watch and laughs and says that's one for the wake Money goes to the old soldiers, every one of 'em gets a feed City bloke goes walkin' home in socks, and that's the kindest deed Next Anzac Day he's back again, he's wearin' boots this time Throws a fiver on the tails and stands at the back of the line [Chorus: Larrikin Aussie male MC, the whole paddock chanting] Come in, spinner, you been had Toss 'em high and toss 'em mad Every penny in this paddock knows the truth before it lands Come in, spinner, show your hands [Outro: Larrikin Aussie male MC, jangling guitar rings out] Come in, spinner, mate, you been had [End]
