Cold Snap, Mate

Songtext

[Intro] Oi, rug up, mate! It’s cold enough to make a bloke reconsider everything! [Verse 1] Frost on the ute and the footpath’s white, I stepped out proud, then I lost that fight. One gust hit hard, made the whole crew yell, My confidence packed up and went south as well. Matt’s on the drums with a beanie pulled low, Bangin’ out a rhythm while the cold winds blow. He says, “Keep the tempo, don’t panic, don’t freeze,” But his drumsticks are shakin’ like eucalyptus leaves. [Chorus] When the temperature drops, the bravado goes too, Everything shrinks up like it’s got work to do. Pull on your trackies, grab a hot sausage roll, Warm up the body and restore the soul. Cold snap, mate, we’re all feelin’ strange, Nature hit the button marked “temporary change.” [Verse 2] Brad’s by the river with a grin on his face, Slappin’ them trout like he’s settlin’ a case. “Mate, show some respect!”—nah, he’s got no doubt, He gives one cheeky pat and the fish swims out. He says, “I’m tough, I’m built for the breeze,” Then dives for his jacket and hugs both knees. The trout look smug as they vanish downstream, Brad’s teeth chatterin’ louder than Matt’s drum machine. [Chorus] When the temperature drops, the bravado goes too, Everything shrinks up like it’s got work to do. Pull on your trackies, grab a hot sausage roll, Warm up the body and restore the soul. Cold snap, mate, we’re all feelin’ strange, Nature hit the button marked “temporary change.” [Verse 3] Drew’s in the office, bashing bonuses flat, With a spreadsheet, a coffee, and a baseball bat. “Quarterly targets? I’ll sort that today!” He’s whackin’ every bonus that gets in the way. Meanwhile Vean’s in the kitchen, calm as can be, Makin’ proper dip for the whole family. Avocado, lime, chilli, coriander on top, He says, “No drama, boys—just don’t let it drop.” [Bridge] Matt goes boom, Brad goes slap, Drew goes whack on the bonus map. Vean goes stir with a chip in his hand, Cold day comedy across the whole land. [Final Chorus] When the temperature drops, the bravado goes too, Everything shrinks up like it’s got work to do. Matt bangs drums and Brad’s trout crew, Drew bashes bonuses, Vean makes dip too. Pull on your trackies, let the kettle range, Give it ten minutes—things might change! [Outro] Warm socks, hot tea, dignity restored, Nobody mention what the weather did before. Aussie cold snap, lesson number one: If you want to feel brave, stay close to the sun!