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  • Bloody Dingo Bit Me Bikkie – Hilarious Aussie Folk-Rock News Update

    Bloody Dingo Bit Me Bikkie – Hilarious Aussie Folk-Rock News Update

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    Lyrics:

    [Verse 1]
    I took me tinny to K’gari, a paradise for the free,
    Just me, the missus, a snag in foil, and lil’ Matty on a spree.
    We pitched a tent by the paperbarks, the mozzies had a feed,
    But it weren’t the bugs nor the crocs that made young Matty bleed.

    [Chorus]
    Oh bloody dingo bit me bikkie, right outta me kid’s damn hand!
    Bit more than just a snack, mate, now he’s banned from the sand.
    Stabbed him with a fuckin’ stick, bush-style first aid plan—
    Now the ranger’s pissed, the news is lit, and I’m banned from the whole damn land!

    [Verse 2]
    They say “Don’t feed the wildlife,” but the bugger helped hisself,
    Snatched a Wagon Wheel and a chunk o’ foot, straight off the pantry shelf.
    Little Matty screamed like a magpie dive, I tripped on the bloody esky,
    Dingo stared me down like, “Come on, mate!”—cheeky bastard, cocky and pesky.

    [Chorus]
    Oh bloody dingo bit me bikkie, and a bit o’ Matty’s toe,
    We were screamin’, bleedin’, shittin’ bricks—what a family show!
    I poked him with a hiking pole, he yelped and off he ran,
    Now the telly says I’m the villain, while Dingo Dan’s a goddamn fan.

    [Bridge] (Break it down with a harmonica solo and slow pub chant)
    Now they’re writin’ headlines, callin’ me a fiend,
    But I ain’t got a dingo-hide purse or some psycho wacko dream.
    I just did what Dad would do, bush sense ain’t a crime—
    You bite my bloody ankle-biter, you’re gonna get poked in time!

    [Chorus]
    Yeah, bloody dingo bit me bikkie, and a chunk o’ family pride,
    Bit me kid then legged it—yeah, you’d think the island cried!
    So raise a can to Matty’s toe, and poke a stick for me,
    Next time you camp on sacred sand, bring more than herbal tea!

    🎵 [Outro]
    “Oi, you reckon the dingo’ll sue me now? Get me a lawyer with a bloody leash!”