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It's time ... to turn good into greatness. It's the biggie
old mates, and we're in it!
It's happened! You're here and you're champions and there's
gold in the wings.
You can win it!
You're sittin' out there and you're suckin' in air and your
heart's in your mouth,
I can tell it!
Mate, I'm talkin' to you, it's Laurie, true blue! There's
gold in the air,
Can't you smell it?
You've done the hard yards, you're the cream o' the crop,
You're a fighter, you're focused and you'll pump'til you
drop!
Tomorrow you'll churn and the water will boil as you rear at
the air and you rip at the soil.
Now go out and blitz 'em, but be in no doubt, for Australia
to win
"Let the animal out!"
They'll haunt you, they'll taunt you, they'll spit in your
space. Then I'll watch as our flag paints a smile on your
face
As the cameras engage you and capture that tear, and your
mates all around you erupt in a cheer,
stand proud mate and wear it by the rings and the flames
And cherish your moment of gold at the Games!
But you're thinkin' about home and your thoughts start to
roam,
Can't really believe that you're here!
You're on hallowed ground and that magical sound and the
world trembles ...
Echoes that cheer!
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