Say yes to a real life ambition, say yes to our hopes and our plans. Forget about your indecision, let's get the beast off our land. A tree that can grow no longer, a beach that has got no sand.
People, wasting away in paradise. Going backward, once in a while. Moving ahead, falling behind. What do you believe, what do you believe. What do you believe is true.
There's a wind on the eastern side. Ghost gums dance in the moonlit night. Mopoke mourns the racketeers. The bosses they can sense your mood. All in place to a hand that rules.
When I'm locked in my room. I just want to scream. And I know what they mean. (One more day of eating and sleeping). . Speak to me, speak to me. I'm not spoken for, I'm ready to talk.
The raising of children, the rearing of young. Used to be simple but look what it's become. The choice of career, the proper vocation. Out of your hands, all for the needs of the nation.
I come from a land of wide open spaces. Where the world turns around us and we just follow suit. There's heat in the air and peace reigns supreme. Got white flags on the clothes lines and the deals are new.
Everybody say god is a good man. Ah, clock on the world. Driving a dump truck up to the sun. A sigh in the human heart. . I look at the clock on the wall.
Speed, and this. There's a feeling I get when I look to the sun. Love, it's so tough. Cause it raises your hopes and then it makes you run. . We're all looking for a shorter day.
Older than Kosciuszko. Darwin down to Alice Springs. Dealers in the clearinghouse. The settlements explode. High up in the homelands. Miners drive across the land.
Haul me up I'm waiting. Oh yeah yes I'm waiting. Waiting now they say for shopping day. I'll pretend that I'm a rich man. And I'll carry it away. Oh yeah it sounds real nice.
From the red dust north of Dalmore Downs. Sharman's tents roll into town. Twelve will face the auctioneer. Sharman's Boxers stand their ground. Their days are darker than your nights.
Hollow threats and a great adventure. So much business, towns in the dirt. Company cars and efficient Americans. Three black boys sit in the corner. White woman waiting to talk.
Look at all the toys I got. Look at all the things I need. Look at all the toys I got. Look at all the mouths I feed. . Have I got a wonderful deal for you.
My life is a valuable thing. I want to keep it that way, I won't cry. My life's such a valuable thing. Some things don't fade away, I don't mind. We give the best we can give.
The empire rings. The umpire's not laughing. The President's resented,. The Ambassador's a night club. You cannot get it out. . It's stuff you cannot taste or see.
The Breakfast Creek hotel is up for sale,. The last square mile of terra firma gavelled in the mail,. So farewell to the Norfolk Island pines,. No amount of make believe can help this heart of mine..
I've seen faces in the window. I've seen faces in the street. They walk and talk of nothing. I've known many restless summers. The sand dunes I imagine.
The Southern Aurora was late again. As I waited at central to take you home. Winking spinning sparkling lights on our flat earth. You talk about the old groundling ways.
You say times are tough. We've got the best of both worlds here. Things are rough. We've got the best of both worlds here. Times are tough. We've got the best of both worlds.
Beds Are Burning. Midnight Oil. . Out where the river broke. The bloodwood and the desert oak. Holden wrecks and boiling diesels. Steam in forty five degrees.