Brett Hodgsong

He was good in the air

With a face like crap

So, they put him in the back

And after eating shit in 01

Brett Hodgson got a crack

Well Justin Hodges did his best

But after two it was tied

Brett was feeling good

But then some no-neck thug

All covered in dencorub

Took him for a ride

Maybe Origin's not for me

Lassoed by Tallis

Maybe Origin's not for me

He drags him

Maybe Origin's not for me

I won't be back in 03

So he ditched the Eels

And he joined the Tigers

And the kitty got his claws

Then Mini's back shat the bed

And Hodgson got the call

Oh, grand final winning Hodgson

In a blues side that couldn't lose

And Brett was feeling good

But then with five to go

From dummy-half

What the fuck was that?

Maybe Origin's not for me

He threw it to fucken no one

Maybe Origin's not for me

Aw, no

Maybe Origin's not for me

The blues went back to Mini

Face busted, career dusted

The blues looked the other way

Yeah, sorry Brett, uh

What else was I suppose to do

But get on a fucking plane?

Your boarding pass, Sir

Cos England is where you go

When all else is gone

England is where it's too cold for Polynesians

State of Origin's not for me

State of Origin's not for me

State of Origin's not for me

But I was a god in the Super League

The British version of Rugby League