Crate Day (New Zealand National Anthem)
Matariki, Christmas, and Easter, and... those others
With all those holidays
I don't bother
There's a day, first weekend of December
Where everybody's on a National bender
30 standard drinks from noon
Maybe break it up with a little goon
Feeling pumped to start the day
By the end my stomachs pumped in another way
Nothing like the beers and bros
Wearing the new hallensteins summer clothes
Snags on the barbecue
It's only meat we can offer you
My parents are away
So come on over for some underage drinking
Hope you've got your written permission
Ha ha ha, who am I kidding
They say NZ's got a binge drinking problem
Haha well we'll fucking show them on
Crate day, crate day, crate day
It's gonna be a great day
On Crate day, crate day, crate day
Gonna dance the night away
There's no girls in sight
If i see one I'll get a fright
Went to an all boys school
So my views on women are pretty skewed
Counting down the rock 2000
I find the sound of Tool arousing
Passed out on the couch is Chase
Naturally we draw dicks on his face
Quarts of beer, no ciders
We're not here to have sex with spiders
Bucket hat, sunscreen
Pissing on my best friend I've had since 15
He's a nice guy, his name's Tim
But he brought Tui, so I have to bully him
It's okay Tim, dry your eyes
I just wanna look cool to the other guys!
Chad's here, Brad too
But no girls cause they smell like poo (yuck)
Speaking of, my beer reeks
Tim cracked it open with his ass cheeks
Fuck it, I'll drink it anyway
Cause that's the spirit of, Crate day!
Crate day, crate day, crate day
It's gonna be a great day
On Crate day, crate day, crate day
Gonna dance the night away
Now I'm 40 I can't have a glass of Pinot with dinner
Cause when I was 20 I fucked my liver
But now my son's just turned 18
That first weekend of December I know what he'll be drinking (Speights)
On crate day, crate day, crate day
It's gonna be a great day
On Crate day, crate day, crate day
Gonna dance the night away
On crate day, crate day, crate day
It's gonna be a great day
On Crate day, crate day, crate day
We're gonna dance the night away
Yeah yeah, Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, No no
Yeah yeah, Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, oh dear god please fuck no
With all those holidays
I don't bother
There's a day, first weekend of December
Where everybody's on a National bender
30 standard drinks from noon
Maybe break it up with a little goon
Feeling pumped to start the day
By the end my stomachs pumped in another way
Nothing like the beers and bros
Wearing the new hallensteins summer clothes
Snags on the barbecue
It's only meat we can offer you
My parents are away
So come on over for some underage drinking
Hope you've got your written permission
Ha ha ha, who am I kidding
They say NZ's got a binge drinking problem
Haha well we'll fucking show them on
Crate day, crate day, crate day
It's gonna be a great day
On Crate day, crate day, crate day
Gonna dance the night away
There's no girls in sight
If i see one I'll get a fright
Went to an all boys school
So my views on women are pretty skewed
Counting down the rock 2000
I find the sound of Tool arousing
Passed out on the couch is Chase
Naturally we draw dicks on his face
Quarts of beer, no ciders
We're not here to have sex with spiders
Bucket hat, sunscreen
Pissing on my best friend I've had since 15
He's a nice guy, his name's Tim
But he brought Tui, so I have to bully him
It's okay Tim, dry your eyes
I just wanna look cool to the other guys!
Chad's here, Brad too
But no girls cause they smell like poo (yuck)
Speaking of, my beer reeks
Tim cracked it open with his ass cheeks
Fuck it, I'll drink it anyway
Cause that's the spirit of, Crate day!
Crate day, crate day, crate day
It's gonna be a great day
On Crate day, crate day, crate day
Gonna dance the night away
Now I'm 40 I can't have a glass of Pinot with dinner
Cause when I was 20 I fucked my liver
But now my son's just turned 18
That first weekend of December I know what he'll be drinking (Speights)
On crate day, crate day, crate day
It's gonna be a great day
On Crate day, crate day, crate day
Gonna dance the night away
On crate day, crate day, crate day
It's gonna be a great day
On Crate day, crate day, crate day
We're gonna dance the night away
Yeah yeah, Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, No no
Yeah yeah, Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, oh dear god please fuck no
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Writer(s): Nathan Roys
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