I've had so many late nights this week just browsing through all the posts.
Raelene
Is that because you're too afraid to go to bed Raelene....in case it's dutch oven night'?
I am thinking of changing all of the words from Men At Work's song "Down Under" to a true representation titled "Dutch Oven".....then again the original title could still work couldn't it?...okay I will do it now....here's the original...followed by the Dutch Curry remix.....please forgive me all of you sane people....and I have met Colin Hay who wrote this song quite a few times...sorry Colin....I have ruined a classic.
DOWN UNDER (The Original version)
Traveling in a fried-out combie
On a hippie trail, head full of zombie
I met a strange lady, she made me nervous
She took me in and gave me breakfast
And she said,
"Do you come from a land down under?
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."
Buying bread from a man in Brussels
He was six foot four and full of muscles
I said, "Do you speak-a my language?"
He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich
And he said,
"I come from a land down under
Where beer does flow and men chunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."
Lying in a den in Bombay
With a slack jaw, and not much to say
I said to the man, "Are you trying to tempt me
Because I come from the land of plenty?"
And he said,
"Oh! Do you come from a land down under? (oh yeah yeah)
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."
DUTCH OVEN (The Dutch Curry version)
Farting in a fried-out double
Left a shittie trail that would stun a zombie
I met a strange lady, I made her nervous
I forced her head to smell my breakfast
And she said,
Do you come from a land Dutch Oven?
Where women go and get forced under?
Can't you smell, can't you smell the thunder?
You better run, you better take off the covers."
Trying to outfart a woman in Brussels
She won six to four and I pulled a muscle
I said, "Have you heard of the game dutch oven?"
She just let ripped and gave me an eggie sandwich
And she said,
"I come from a land Dutch Oven
Where ear gets blown with a good mean thunder
Can't you smell can't you smell down under?
You better run, you better clean the covers."
Trying to fart in our bed on Sunday
Let ripped a beauty and suddenly felt okay
I said to my wife, "I'm not quite empty
Because it comes from the land of plenty?"
And she said,
"Oh! Don't make me go down under? (oh yeah yeah)
Your butt should be the new 8th wonder?
I can feel, I can feel the thunder?
I wanna run, back to my mother."