Modra Lyrics

South Australia circa 1989, the Adelaide Crows are inaugurated into the AFL

A proud proud day in our state's history, what a time it was to be alive

A young country boy hailing out from the west, was starting to make a name for himself As a promising key forward

Taking home the flag in that year's amateur league, ah it was just a sign of things to Come

Picked up as a mature aged player in that year's draft, the Adelaide crows selected Tony Fucking Modra

A high flying, pack marking, goal kicking machine, he was any a coach's dream

Word had got out "this boy can play" they said

"Why we've never a player like this before"

Modra mania had begun, a new king was crowned, and his name

His name is Modra

Flying through the pack

It's Tony Modra

He'll be climbing your back

We call him Godra

Don't forget the name

His name is Modra

Flying through the air

It's Tony Modra

Could kick from anywhere

Nah nah nah Godra

Legend of the game

Forward to '93 in only his second year at the club

He kicked 129 goals and was named All-Australian

Proving that he could stick it with the very best of-'em

Oh no, but he wasn't done there

After taking screamer after screamer with each season

It wasn't long before he gained cult-like status in this state

Winning mark of the year on three seperate occasions, you bloody ripper Tony

Crowds flocked the gates, as women would swoon

And fathers took their sons to pay homage to this great man

His golden hair glistening through the southern sun, he was a fucking gun

Known for his aerial prowess and country charm

He had the ability to manufacture goals from out of thin air

His skills were unsurpassed, unrivalled and could match any player in their prime

His name is Modra

Flying through the pack

It's Tony Modra

Well, he'll be climbing your back

We call him Godra

Don't forget the name

That name is Modra

Wearing number six

It's Tony Modra

Would kick-'em straight through the sticks

Na na na Godra

And although you weren't there on those two sacred days

You played an integral part in getting the boys to the big dance

Which isn't anything to be sniffed at by any means

Cos we're still bloody proud of you mate

You played with names like Jarman, Bickley, Ricciuto, McLoud, and even Graham "Stiffy" Johncock!

But there can only be room for one demigod in this town, and that name... his name!

His name is Modra

Flying through the pack

It's Tony Modra

Well he'll be climbing your back

We call him Godra

Don't forget the name

It's Tony Modra

Flying through the air

It's Tony Modra

Could kick from anywhere

Nah nah nah Godra

Legend of the game

Don't forget the name

Don't forget the name

A Legend of the game

I won't forget his name