Truganini Lyrics - Midnight Oil

There's a road train going nowhere 

Roads are cut, lines are down 

We'll be staying at the Roma Bar 

Till that monsoon passes on 

The backbone of this country's broken 

The land is cracked and the land is sore 

Farmers are hanging on by their fingertips 

We cursed and stumbled across that shore 

I hear much support for the monarchy 

I hear the Union Jack's to remain 

I see Namatjira in custody 

I see Truganini's in chains 

And the world it won't stand still 

Blue collar work it don't get you nowhere 

You just go round and round in debt 

Somebody's got you on that treadmill, mate 

And I hope you're not beaten yet 

I hear much support for the monarchy 

I see the Union Jack in flames, let it burn 

I see Namatjira with dignity 

I see Truganini's in chains