From Lower Springvale to the Frankston Freeway Until you get to that bitumen stain That runs between two road highways Happy people trapped in its invidious single lane If you're behind a truck or freighter Say "Thank god for the Mordialloc Road duplicator" So I work for the RCA I got big bulldozers and earth shifters I dig all those cut-away slopes With 700 tonne capacity lifters If you're interested in roadworks see me later I'm the Mordialloc road duplicator [Chorus:] All you people on Christmas vacation Here is a reason for jubilation: They're ain't no better roadworks in the nation, yeah Than the Mordialloc Road duplication One day all the way to Portsea It'll all be big divided freeways They're'll be turnoffs to Tootgarook Cranbourne, Frankston, Five Ways The whole peninsula will be my crater I'm the Mordialloc Road duplicator (Chorus)(x2) "The drug, the drug of music. The drug, the drug, drug, drug, drug, drug drug" "Aaah. listeners... perhaps we should explain um. Thankyou Joe!" "The ghost who talks is speechless, ladies and gentleman"