[Verse 1]
Reading The Age, there on the page
Is a rebel without applause
State politics game, things won't be the same
And you know that's because
Of the man who's black, by Christ he's back
If you're animal, vegetable, mineral
He'll give you a bath, Ches Baragwanath
State Auditor-General

[Verse 2]
His audit is Brando, culture's Rambo
His calculator's full of malice
If you've a dodgy practise, buddy you're cactus
If your books don't fucking balance
If you think I'm kiddin' ask Jim Kennan
Who retreated into his kennel
When he got in the path of Ches Baragwanath
State Auditor-General

[Chorus]
The republic's coming
And it needs a prez
No Kennett, nor Keating
All power to Ches
[Verse 3]
Beware lest he's after your testes
If you've got a current account deficit
He'll lock you in a room, hand you a spoon
You'll eat peanuts out of his shit
There ain't nothing colder than a tap on the shoulder
And a voice of authority says:
"Name's Baragwanath, I'll cut you in half
My friends, they call me Ches"

[Chorus]
The republic's coming
And it needs a president
No Kennett, nor Keating
All power to Baragwanath