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My friends at Northgates, in Palmerston North, were keen recyclers of supermarket food...

G Oh the chooks are going cranky, hear them squawking round the shed And I A can't give them a sausage, not a single slice of bread But G she'll be right, it's F Monday night, C grab the torch, we'll E need the light We're A7 going to do the D7 Sticky Bun G Rag, oh E yeah! We're A7 going to do the D7 Sticky Bun G Rag ! Behind the supermarket, pull up by that Jumbo bin You can hold the torch for us while John and I climb in Mince meat, silver beet, squishy stuff beneath our feet We're jiving to the Sticky Bun, oh yeah . . . We're jiving to the Sticky Bun Da Da Da, Da-dee Da Da Daa Dum Da Dee Da-dee Doo-da Doo Doo -di doo, "HEY THERE YOU!" Oh my God, the Boys in Blue They want to stop our Sticky Bun Rag, Oh no . . . They want to stop our Sticky Bun Rag ! Come now constable, what's this all about? We're good citizens recycling all this food that's been chucked out it's lots of fun, have a bun! Oh that's sad, you've got to run? Can't come and join our Sticky Bun Rag, How sad . . . Can't come and join our Sticky Bun Rag ! Let's sort out the cardboard cartons with the sticky buns inside The broken bag of peanuts and the punctured packs of Tide Hen Grade, People Grade! Broccoli and marmalade How I love our Sticky Bun Rag, Oh yeah . . . How I love our Sticky Bun Rag ! Well we've fed the hens and rabbits, now what say we do a deal You bring round your home-brew and I'll cook you a meal Tomorrow night, gourmet delight, recycled food, Bon Appetite! You're bound to love our Sticky Bun Rag, (Oh yeah!) You're bound to love our Sticky Bun Rag, (One more time!) You're bound to love our Sticky Bun Ra - a - g (It tastes so G7 goo - oo - ood!)