[Verse 1] Woke up hungover in me boardies and thongs Sunnies on, VB stumpie still half warm from last night Text the group chat: “Lads, racks on the ute, let’s gong” Four Yamahas, two strokes screamin’, we’re feelin’ alright Roll up to the property, gates already swung Dust cloud comin’ like a West Coast cyclone Revvin’ like revheads, doin’ skids in the dung Full send down the track, phones out, Insta story on [Pre-Chorus] No coppers for a hundred clicks, just roos and red dirt If we stack it, we stack it, laugh it off with a smirk [Chorus] We’re takin’ the quads out with the bros Rippin’ paddocks, doin’ donuts, scarecrows lose their clothes Sun’s beatin’ down, tinnies gettin’ thrown By the campfire tonight we’ll be maggoted and stoned Quads out, beers up, Aussie as Turn it up, turn it up, never grow up [Verse 2] Bluey’s grippin’ a cruisy wheelie down the dam wall Jacko’s bogged to the axles, “Oi pass us a cold one, y’all” Sprayin’ each other with the esky melt, full frothie war Singin’ old Parkway Drive at the top of our lungs, voices raw Lost me thong in a wombat hole, who cares, barefoot rules Got a fresh mullet flappin’ like a flag in the breeze If the girls say we’re bogans, yeah we are, but we’re legends, fools Livin’ for the weekend, this is the dream, mate, please [Pre-Chorus] Sun’s droppin’ low, paintin’ the sky like a Tooheys ad Fire’s crackin’, goon sack’s circlin’, feelin’ real rad [Chorus] We’re takin’ the quads out with the bros Rippin’ paddocks, doin’ donuts, scarecrows lose their clothes Sun’s beatin’ down, tinnies gettin’ thrown By the campfire tonight we’ll be maggoted and stoned Quads out, beers up, Aussie as Turn it up, turn it up, never grow up [Bridge – half-time, shout-along] Oi! Oi! Oi! Stack it, crack it, pour another one Oi! Oi! Oi! This is how we get the job done [Final Chorus – double time, gang vocals] Quads out, beers up, livin’ for the buzz Screamin’ “Aussie Aussie Aussie” till we’re kickin’ up dust Might be broke on Monday but we’re millionaires today Out here with the boys, mate, nothin’ beats this anyway! Quads out! Beers up! Turn it up, turn it up, never grow up Quads out! Beers up! Aussie as, legends, hey! (End on a big power-chord ring-out and a distant “Yiew!”)
