Lyrics:
days to shake at the great divide
The Gulf, the Gulf of Araby
The Gulf, the Gulf of Araby
Well, we would plough and part the earth to bring you
in my blood
In New Zealand
New Zealand
New Zealand
It's where I live
I've been away for 14 years
Yeah my land it called me
In my spirit it called me
I don't do enough
Sitting in the gulf, I pass the blunt, ain't had a puff
Don't believe in love, so I ain't looking round to cuff
Talking about my
your yachting trophy?
Do you think they want to hear about your tasteless beer?
New Zealand, Nobody loves you
New Zealand, Never gave a fuck
New
are cold and blue
It's Christmas in New Zealand, I'm down under without you
Christmas in New Zealand, I'm down under without you
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Here are the New Zealand lyrics
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cwa we can swim in
Maunga we can ski on
Oh oh oh
Manu fly past on the Kepler
Kea come to steal our stuff
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Well, this here's the story about the Battle of New Orleans
Which was fit between the Yankees of course and them there English people
In which
Take that woman down to New Orleans, New Orleans.
I give up, I've had enough, followed my blues on down to the gulf,
She loves you big river more than
Take that woman down to new Orleans, new Orleans.
I give up, I've had enough, followed my blues on down to the gulf,
She loves you big river more than
and you know I'm not lying
Cause you know I've been
With Outkast i've been to London
I've been to France man, i've been
To Japan, Australia, New Zealand
The rainbow warrior of Greenpeace is damaged in
New Zealand by two bombs.
Live aid rocks the world for the hungry,
A policeman is hacked to death in London,
Take that woman down to new Orleans, new Orleans.
I give up, I've had enough, followed my blues on down to the gulf,
She loves you big river more than
beach
And as he dodged a flying jug he sang this song
We come over here from new zealand
The land of the long white cove
And he sang the kiwi national
want to leave
The only home he's known
Sailed out of the Gulf,
Headed for St. Pierre
Nothing to declare,
All we had was gone
Broke down along
you right
Put you on flights
Let's go to New Zealand
Show you the life
Only designer
Only designer
Spices infused synthetic high life
Oh yeah we ride in
waves
Hm, you don't go cause ya ain't dat brave
Mm, leave de palms for de fjord New Zealand
Copter dem falls ta de trail of de Rings' Lord
Get me ta de
pack, counting a paper stack
Laying up in Palm Springs, working on my golf swing
Smoked out, flying over the gulf, in a Gulf Stream
Indulging in
that woman down to new Orleans, new Orleans.
I give up, I've had enough, followed my blues on down to the gulf,
She loves you big river more than me.
Met her one time in the club
Took me straight to her taanie (Jas)
Shorty say she from New Zealand
Baby, welcome to Mzanzi (Hos)
Sys bang Sy word
I know who I'll be seeing in New Zealand
If I ever return and I want to
I know who I'll be seeing in New Zealand
If I ever get back and I hope I'll
now I open my eyes
I, take it in stride never follow the line, I
Watch the tide come in, while I'm sittin' in New Zealand with one of my best friends
the bloody British in a town near New Orleans
Well, we fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
We
caught the bloody British in the town of New Orleans
We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
There wasn't as many as there was a while ago
We
caught the bloody British in the town of New Orleans
We fired our guns and the British kept a-comin'
There wasn't as many as there was a while ago
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