The Telstra Song
Ian Enting, circa 2015.
To the tune of: The times they are a changing. With apologies to Bob Dylan.
First published in Triangle News, the Marysville and District Lions club community newsletter.
Oh gather round people wherever your home
While waiting for telstra to fix up your phone
And getting an answer's like blood from a stone
And the internet's constantly failing
And it's no real comfort you're far from alone
And it's useless trying complaining
Oh mothers and fathers retired by the beach
With failure of internet, email and speech
Your sons and your daughters are now out of reach
And telstra's the one you're all blaming
No matter how hard you may beg or beseech
It's useless trying complaining.
Come senators and backbenchers please hear the call
The regulator is dropping the ball
On reliable internet access for all
That's why independents are gaining
When governments sit and do nothing at all
When it's useless trying complaining .
Your calls are on hold for hours each day
To get to a person who has nothing to say
You can try to make contact each possible way
But solutions you won't be obtaining
Then a text says it's fixed but it fails the next day
And it's useless trying complaining.