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You can call it what you want But it just don't mean a thing No, it just don't mean a thing Fuck that, honey You can come and wave your flag But it don't mean a thing to me No, it just don't mean a thing Fuck that, honey You can call it what you want But it just don't mean a thing No, it just don't mean a thing Fuck that, honey You can come and wave your flag But it don't mean a thing to me No, it just don't mean a thing Fuck that, honey They said, "Hey Briggs, pick a date" (okay) "You know, one we can celebrate" (for sure) "Where we can come together Talk about the weather, call that Australia Day" I said, "How about March 8th?" (that's a good one) And we can do it on your Nan's grave (got that bitch!) We can piss up, piss on her face Get lit up and burn out like Mark Skaife They screamin' "love it or leave it" (love it!) Letras de cancionesI got more reason to be here, if you could believe it Won't salute a constitution or who's underneath it Turn that flag to a noose, put a cease to your breathin' I can't get in my whip, I get a ticket for that I get a DWB, and that's a "Driving Whilst Black" I turn the other cheek, I get a knife in my back And I tell 'em it hurts, they say I overreact So fuck that (fuck that!) You can call it what you want But it just don't mean a thing No, it just don't mean a thing (Hey Briggs!) Fuck that, honey You can come and wave your flag But it don't mean a thing to me No, it just don't mean a thing I said celebrate the heretic anytime outside Jan. 26 (anytime) That's the date for them suckas doin' that sucka shit (that's true!) That's that land takin', flag wavin' attitude Got this new Captain Cook dance to show you how to move (move it!) How you wanna raise a flag with a rifle To make us want to celebrate anything but survival? Nah, you watchin' tele for The Bachelor But wouldn’t read a book about a fuckload of massacres? (what!) I remember all the blood and what carried us (I remember) They remember twenty recipes for lamingtons (yum) Yeah, their ancestors got a boatride Both mine saw them comin' until they both died Fuck celebratin' days made of misery (fuck that) White Oz still got the black history (that's true) And that shirt will get you banned from the parliament If you ain't havin' a conversation, well, then we startin' it You can call it what you want But it just don't mean a thing No, it just don't mean a thing Fuck that honey You can come and wave your flag But it don't mean a thing to me No, it just don't mean a thing No, it just don't mean a thing Nah, it just don't mean a thing No, it just don't mean a thing Nah, it just don't mean a thing No, it just don't mean a thing Nah, it just don't mean a thing No, it just don't mean a thing Nah, it just don't mean a Mother—fuckin' thing No, it just don't mean a thing Wave it, wave it baby Wave it, wave it (eat the flag) Wave it, wave it mama Wave that flaggy (wear the flag) Wave it, wave it baby (what you gonna do?!) Wave it, wave it (wave it baby!) Wave it, wave it mama Wave that flaggy From Letras Mania