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This is the end of a race We'll ever win The sweetest end This is the end of a race Of a reckless ambition A bar convention This is the end of a race We'll ever win The sweetest end This is the end of a race Of a reckless ambition A bar convention To all of you, to all of you To all of you, to all of you To all of you, to all of you To all of you, to all of you I get up from my bed Just to see how far I'm from home Take the bus, clock my time Click, click, clack, the clocks in rhyme Then I realize I have picked a fight I'm gonna lose Oh, I realize This is something I cannot choose I get up from my bed Just to see how far I'm from home Take the bus, clock my time Click, click, clack, the clocks in rhyme Then I realize I have picked a fight I'm gonna lose Oh, I realize This is something I cannot choose In Australia, oh, Australia We all phoned the wrong food So I keep knocking on the wood Wish I could find my father A father in Australia, oh, Australia Your gravy's blasting in the skies For I have a cry of a spilt milk Can't you just get over it, get over it The boss in my court, the whole nine yards The bigger they are, the harder they fall The boss in my court, the whole nine yards The bigger they are, the harder they fall