Eric Bogle - Bloody Rotten Audience lyrics

Well here's a song I've written specifically for you Who sit out in the audience and talk through all I do I cannot understand it 'cause I'm pretty good you see So there must be something wrong with you; there's nothing wrong with me You're a bloody rotten audience whilst I am very good If brains were made of oak and ash then you'd have balsa wood I'm ethnic and authentic and I'm really full of cla** While you're ignorant, you're cultureless, you're philistines en ma** I'm an artist and authority on music and what's more I'm incredibly informative on folk songs and folklore I'm a wonderful performer, and so you all must be So bloody thick and stupid not to like the likes of me You're a bloody rotten audience whilst I am very good If brains were made of oak and ash then you'd have balsa wood I'm ethnic and authentic and I'm really full of cla** While you're ignorant, you're cultureless, you're philistines en ma** I'm a folkie and that's obvious; you can tell it by me clothes And when I sing traditional, I sing it through me nose And if you persist in talking every time I sing a song I'll fix you with "Bold Robin Hood"; that's eighty verses long You're a bloody rotten audience whilst I am very good If brains were made of oak and ash then you'd have balsa wood I'm ethnic and authentic and I'm really full of cla** While you're ignorant, you're cultureless, you're philistines en ma** And when I sing contempor'y, me heart and soul is pure I must be bloody brilliant 'cause me writing's so obscure My hero's Lenard Cowen, I dig him perfectly But I must be so much better because no one here digs me You're a bloody rotten audience whilst I am very good If brains were made of oak and ash then you'd have balsa wood I'm ethnic and authentic and I'm really full of cla** While you're ignorant, you're cultureless, you're philistines en ma** But now I'm going to leave you, 'cause I feel I'm wasting time Could possibly we wasting yours, so you must be wasting mine And let me tell you now that I'm not up here for me health So if you don't come and pull with me, I'll go and pull meself You're a bloody rotten audience whilst I am very good If brains were made of oak and ash then you'd have balsa wood I'm ethnic and authentic and I'm really full of cla** But underneath it all I'm just a pain in the flipping a**