Drop The 'Tude Lyrics

At the art gallery, the attendant wouldn't stop:
Drop the attitude, love - you're working in a shop.
The AGM of BHP comes around:
Drop the attitude, chairman - you dig holes in the ground.

At the weekly staff meeting, the teachers all whine:
Drop the attitude, sir - you're on holiday all the time.
Up the back of the oval all the rebels look glum:
Drop the attitude, fella - no one else's fault you're dumb.

Chorus:
Drop the attitude

At the rock concert all the young girlies holler:
Drop the attitude, rock star - you'll be gone tomorra.
On trams and trains and buses, graffiti artist does his best:
Drop the attitude, wanker, or I'll come shit in your nest.

At the university, lecture goes for half a day:
Drop the attitude, Brainiac - we're all asleep, anyway.
On the street corner, preacher screams "Be prepared":
Drop the attitude, Ayatollah - oooohhhh, we're all so scared.

At the TAB, the old Anzacs are looking grotty:
Drop the attitude, losers - I took out the quadie.
God hates money is absolutely true:
Drop the attitude, Packer - that's why he gave it to you.

On the TV sex shows there's those counselling bits:
Drop the attitude, doctor - we're only watching for the tits.
One, two, three, four, let's scream it all together:
Drop the attitude, Monty, and just read the fucking weather.

Stood in the central mall, but no one was around:
Drop the attitude, Adelaide - you're a fucking country town.
Just found out where all my white goods got made:
Drop the attitude, Japan, or us Aussies will invade.

Hunter S. Thompson keeps droppin' L.S.D:
Drop the attitude, hippie - don't give a fuck what you can see.
Some one just told me this Ab Fab rip off is getting out of hand:
There you go again, mistaking me for someone who gives a damn

*aka 'Fugue and Variations On a Line from Absolutely Fabulous'.