The Eureka Stockade

From far and wide across the sea they came to mine the gold
The rush of getting rich some escaping horrors never told
The goldfields run by shit cunts drunk with power and corruption
If you didn’t watch your step you’d get bashed for nothing
They stood their ground
They won’t back down
From all different nations, seas they came across
They unite by the Southern Cross
The crown came down hard and tried to split them up
Ahh the diggers wouldn’t have it and told them to go get fucked
They built themselves a big stockade
With the red coat cunts all keen to blue
The diggers were prepared to die
The screams echo FUCK YOU!
They stood their ground
They won’t back down
From all different nations, seas they came across
They unite by the Southern Cross
They stood their ground
They won’t back down
Fortune and dreams of freedom almost lost
They unite by the Southern Cross
The red coat cunts attack
The diggers fought side by side
Many that day would lose there lives
Beneath the southern sky
The diggers may have lost the fight but they made a fucken stand
In the end the corrupt crown would bow down to their demands
Persisting loss and horror the diggers got it done
Dreams of fortune, freedom
Have been fucken won
They stood their ground
They won’t back down
From all different nations, seas they came across
They unite by the Southern Cross
They held their ground
They won’t back down
Fortune and dreams of freedom almost lost
They unite by the Southern Cross
Just goes to show
Fuck all the bullshit
Fuck all the lies
Fuck their agenda
It will be their demise
From all different nations
And the seas we came across
We unite by the Southern Cross
UNITE!
UNITE!