[size=+3]The Original Version[/size] [size=-1]Source: "Fred Dagg Live", performing at the Christchurch town hall, about 1975.[/size] I was speaking to a mate of mine just the other day A guy called Bruce Bayliss actually who lives up our way He's been living in Europe for the year, more or less I said "How was Europe, Bruce?" He says "Fred, it's a mess" We don't know how lucky we are, mate. We don't know how lucky we are! I was down the Plough and Chequebook the night before last There's a guy down there on the floor with his brain at half-mast I said "You're looking really bad mate your eyes look like strings" He says "Get me an eight will you please I can't see a thing" We don't know how lucky we are, mate. We don't know how lucky we are! Me stock agent's got a beach place where he spends most of his days His wife bit the dust down there last year got eaten by a couple of crays And his two littlest daughters got killed by a whale I said "Are you going down there this year mate?" He says "Fred, right on the nail" "We don't know how fortunate we are to have that place We don't know how propitious are the circumstances Frederick" So if things are looking really bad you're thinking of givin' it away Remember New Zealand's a cracker and I reckon come what may If things get appallingly bad and we all get atrociously poor If we stand in the queue with our hats on we can borrow a few million more We don't know how lucky we are, mate We don't know how lucky we are We don't know how lucky we are, mate. We don't know how lucky we are!
I was going to make a thread with this exact name sometime soon, but it was going to be about cancer at childbirth and how lucky we all are for not having it...childbirth cancer rates are at an all time high
Oh wow...I was about to say something really wrong. I was going to continue the whole psychologist thing, but it was the WRONG line...
Psychologists are always trying to blame everything on some child psycosis or something. My next line was "Tell me...did your father 'touch' you as a child..." Yeah... I LOVE YOU MAN!
SoulRebel51 post what you were going to put under this title here and this can become a thread about to make us think how lucky we are and the fred dag song can keep it from getting to gloomy, that one has been revised it now goes like this: [size=+3]The New Version[/size] [size=-1]Source: Album: Fred Dagg (Anthology) Released 2000[/size] At the dawn of the day, in the great Southern Ocean Where the world’s greatest fish was being landed And the boat they were pulling it into was sinking And the sea was quite lumpy, and the weather was foul And the bloke with the map was as pissed as an owl And the boys called out “Maui, ya clown, let it go” In the noise he reached down for his grandmother’s jawbone and he winked at his mates and he said “Boys, we don’t know how lucky we are” “I have a feeling I have stumbled on something substantial.” We don’t know how lucky we are We don’t know how lucky we are We don’t know how lucky we are We don’t know how lucky we are I was speaking to a mate of mine, just the other day A bloke called Bruce Bayliss who, lives up our way He’s been round the world on an 8th army do for a year, more or less I said “Describe the global position, Bruce” He said “Fred, it’s a mess. We don’t know how lucky we are in this country. We don’t know how lucky we are. We don’t know how lucky we are We don’t know how lucky we are There’s a guy I know who lives in town I see him about once a year I suppose He’s had a coronary since Easter He’s got a haemorrhage in his ear He went bankrupt a couple of weeks back And now his wife’s left him too I said “You’re looking hot mate, You’re looking clear, what are ya gonna do?” He said “We don’t know how lucky we are To live in this joint mate" We don’t know how lucky we are We don’t know how lucky we are So when things are looking really bad And you’re thinking of giving it a way Remember, New Zealand’s a cracker And I reckon come what may If things get appallingly bad And we’re all under constant attack Remember, we want to see good clean ball And for god’s sakes, feed your backs We don’t how fortunate we are to have that place We don’t know how propitious are the circumstances. We don’t know how lucky we are, mate We don’t know how lucky we are We don’t know how lucky we are, get it right We just don’t realise how fortunate we are We have no idea, the luck, we possess, collectively We just don’t know how lucky we all are. Full stop.
no one is down lol Fred Dagg is a kiwi icon, see I feel theres a high proportion of septic tanks here {hippies} so I think I'm going to have to post some more Kiwiana in here just so the rivers flowing right mate but just for now heres a quick run down: Fred Dagg Fred Dagg was actually kiwi-born comedian and political satirist John Clarke, who appeared as Dagg on television always wearing a black singlet and gumboots. Fred Dagg became a household name in Australia in 1975. His first single was Traditional Air, followed by We Don't Know How Lucky We Are (which made it to Number 17 on the national charts). An album called Fred Dagg's Greatest Hits followed and was a massive seller. His 1976 single, Gumboots, was an even bigger hit, climbing to Number 6 on the charts. Gumboots was a modified version of Billy Connolly's If It Weren't For Your Wellies (itself an adaptation of the old song The Work Of The Weavers). A second album (Fred Dagg Live) was released in 1976 and was also a huge seller. A third and final album was released in 1979 called The Fred Dagg Tapes. John Clarke also appeared in a number of movies and television shows. Amongst the most memorable were his role as Fred Dagg in Dagg Day Afternoon in 1977 and as Wal in Footrot Flats : The Dog's Tale in 1986. John moved to Melbourne in the late seventies and has established himself as a top script writer and personality on Australian TV.
