The Whale Blues

We all start out clean and fresh

Strangers most of us.

We all jump upon the Whale

Now its a truck, not a bus.

And its Af Trails that ya choose

Now we all live the Whale Blues.

Early morning, late night drives

Working hard to stay alive.

Wash those dishes, cook that grub

Smoke in eyes, need a rub.

Digging holes for our poos

That's called livin' the Whale Blues.

Who's that wanker, his name's Rob

God knows how he got the job.

Telling stories 'bout the morrow

Boring bastard, what a sorrow.

Jump aboard, time to cruise

We gonna ride them Whale Blues.

Game parks, bad roads we do drive

Dodging pot holes to stay alive.

Seen Giraffe,Lions, Water buck

Ain't no elephants, hey bad luck.

But no worries, we won't lose

Just gotta live them Whale Blues.

Primus, Tusker, Carlsberg Beers

Flow down necks when we say cheese.

Red wine, vodka some do take

Throw some blow in the next cake.

But with the vices we all choose

Helps us take them Whale Blues.

But life ain't bad as it all seems

Just pop a pill for Larium dreams.

You live it up or you may snooze

Either way, helps them Whale Blues.

Drivin' through towns, looking for provisions

Robs shells the dough, we all get a mission.

But times a wastin, Rob wants to burn some tread

We all say GO, but hang on, Where the hell is Ted?

Fighting off the mozzies, dealing with stinky shoes

Can't be a sissy when you live those Whale Blues.

Life in the truck it has its moments

Your life's a lottery when you buy samosas.

Your spirits darken, you feel the crush

Only one thing for it, got to have a chocolate rush.

Baked Bean brekkies, and all those friggin stews

Gotta get them down ya, to survive the Whale Blues.

Music on the tapes, we get to hear the lot

U2's pretty popular, George Michael he's not.

A bloodcurdling sound crys out, so the story goes

His final words as they recall, "No, no not the Black Crowes".

Life's not for the faint hearted, it ain't a sunset cruise

Got to stay on top to beat those Whale Blues.

But all in all, life's not so bad

Just don't let those mozzies drive you mad..

The truck rolls on, we see a slice of life

And the boys play guitar to get us out of strife.

So being here or working, which one would you choose?

It ain't no contest, lets sing those Whale Blues.