The holly and the ivy
If they come up in your yard
Then go and get the roundup
And hit the mongrels hard
Hm-hm-hm-hm-hm, hm-hm
The feral pig and cane toad
Have a right to exist
But they don’t fit our ecology
And they go for Christmas gifts
La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la, la-la
The rabbit is a dreadful pest
And introduced, of course
But it makes a bonza Christmas dish
With gravy and plum sauce
Hm-hm-hm-hm-hm, hm-hm
The {?} and the turnip
Are an absolute eyesore
And whoever introduced them
Has a lot to answer for
La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la, la-la
The banksia and bottlebrush
Koala and emu
They are honest Aussiе diggers
They’re thе only ones true blue
Hm-hm-hm-hm-hm, hm-hm
The holly and the ivy
If they come up in your yard
Then go and get the roundup
And hit the mongrels hard
La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la…
And hit the mongrels hard!
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Colin Buchanan Lyrics – The Holly and the Ivy