Yeah, yeah

This song here this goes out to all walks

Living in this village that we call AucxLike From the streets to the boardwalks

We just wanna spread peace to you all

Rest in peace to the moreporks

And beef to the law force

And Ancestors and Missionaries who bore swords

To cut the native trees and plant more gorse

This a small apology to all the chiefs for the seabed and forshores

And peace to the fourth cause, who fought wars

So we could have our seat on the porch horsed

We thank you all for

The right to let us stand on this war torn land that we all call

Yo

We just need to go and get Tom and Af and we′re set

Send a text to Rex tell him to get maybe a box of Beck's

Or whatevers cheap then we′ll meet at P's

Have a couple on the deck then we'll jet to the next spot (sweet)

Spot the ganja on the harbour

Boombox playing wild feeling like a Rasta

Whata day whata day bro, down to get some paua?

Hard bro just let me get my ia lavalava

Sweet then jump in the cars already started

Pour out a couple halves for the dearly departed

And then we′re off quick

Stop at the shop to pump the tyres

Went and got a newspaper and a lighter for the fire

Winding down the road slow through the Kowhai′s and Nikaus

Must be getting close cause I can hear the Seagulls

Hit the beach and parked up

Got the pack and the liquor bare feet through the stream now it's time to cross the river

Couple hours round the rocks and finally found the spot

Scared to hop so I pop the top of a bottle off

Now we′re running back and forth from the water like a relay

I ain't no fisherman I just know the NZ Way

Diving through the kelp with the octopus and the stingray

Get the driftwood and paper start the fire no delay

Cook it up cook it up when it′s done light a J

Wide awake but lie away flap my wings and fly away back

And we're home, yeah

We blaze a herb with the native birds

Perched in the wops of the swinging ferns

Taking turns skimming rocks at the swimming spots no one knows about

One lonely cloud roaming round zoning out suns going down

Right now its back to the rest stop, (bro pass a lighter)

Its a twist top, pit stop, at the fish and chip shop

Grab a couple snapper and a crab stick

Eat it in the car park grab a ice cream then we gap it

Wipe the bench with a beach towel

Chuck the left overs to the sea gull

Open up a Steiney with the seat belt and speed down the road

Turn a bomb to a Lamborghini but we gotta slow down for the camera and

Stop for the grandma, Mrs. Viliama

Walking like Quasimodo with a bag of green bananas

All the alchies at the bus stop drinking Kiwi Lager

While the Tongans at the dairy cause they sell the cheapest Kava

Take a turn into Riversdale stop at the tinnie house

Pitty on the chain, make a man turn to Minnie Mouse

In-n-Out sticky fingernails down to Dawn Creek

Kids barefoot playin′ rugby on the concrete

Meanwhile on the grass halfcasts jogging past

Tights all up in her arse, Cougar watering her plants

I wanna be here for the rest of my life

Take a left at the lights at the next take a right and we're