Coming from the Kiwi Sea,
the place where I love to be.
But now I have been placed in Britain,
to remove my country’s stain.
Set the ships and ready the weapons,
ready to face the fierce Germans.
We have all that destructive stuff,
which can choke and kill you tough.
To catch a victory hook and sinker,
I must write a letter to my administer.
You see that four-headed monster in the storm looms,
Snipe 'em from a distance: the scope got a long zoom.
My wit and wisdom knows no bounds,
because all my enemies are in the ground.
I will lay ready to be finding,
for my name is Tony Wilding.