There's a story is it [bad word] 
The kiwi has a brother
The Aussies calls him emu
 [bad word] around [bad word] 
They’ve been mates that wingless pair
Tho ones up here and ones down there
pair of Anzacs stuck like glue
The kiwi and the emu

 [bad word] 
So don’t be fooled if you see them fight
When tempers fray on a summer’s night
If you pick on one you pick on two
The kiwi and the emu

The kiwi says he's very proud
He’s from the land of the long white cloud
The emu brags of open plans 
Way out where it seldom rains
They argue that there home is bliss
They will fight it out at [bad word] test
There thick as thieves I’m telling you
The kiwi and the emu

 [bad word] 
So don’t be fooled if you see them fight
When tempers fray on a summer’s night
If you pick on one you pick on two
The kiwi and the emu

So don’t be fooled if you see them fight
When tempers fray on a summer’s night
If you pick on one you pick on two
The kiwi and the emu

They fought together many wars
Side by side on foreign shores
Back away no not at all
They buried there mates to the bugle
Always wearing a diggers hat
Never forgotten that is that
Feel like brothers? Of course they do
The Kiwi and the Emu

So here's a warning take it in
These two birds thought thick and thin
Will stick together till the end
Cause a mate is a mate far dinkum

 [bad word] 
And don’t be fooled if you see them fight
When tempers fray on a summer’s night
If you pick on one you pick on two
The kiwi and the emu

No don’t be fooled if you see them fight
When tempers fray on a summer’s night
If you pick on one you pick on two
The kiwi and the emu

No don’t be fooled if you see them fight
When tempers fray on a summer’s night
If you pick on one you pick on two
The kiwi and the emu

No don’t be fooled if you see them fight
When tempers fray on a summer’s night
If you pick on one you pick on two
The kiwi and the emu.