Out where the river broke
The blood wood and the desert oak
Holden wrecks and boiling diesels
Steam in forty five degrees

The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share

The time has come
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
Let's give it back

How can we dance when our earth is turning?
How do we sleep while our beds are burning?
How can we dance when our earth is turning?
How do we sleep while our beds are burning?

The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent, now
To pay our share

Four wheels scare the cockatoos
From Kintore East to Yuendemu
The western desert lives and breathes
In forty five degrees

The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share

The time has come
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
Let's give it back

How can we dance when our earth is turning?
How do we sleep while our beds are burning?
How can we dance when our earth is turning?
How do we sleep while our beds are burning?

The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent, now
To pay our share

The time has come
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
We're gonna give it back

How can we dance when our earth is turning?
How do we sleep while our beds are burning?
				

Under the waterline
No place to retire
To another time
The eyes of the world now turn

And if we think about it
And if we talk about it
And if the skies go dark with rain
Can you tell me does our freedom remain?

Put down that weapon or we'll all be gone
You can't hide nowhere with the torchlight on
And it happens to be an emergency
Some things aren't meant to be, some things don't come for free

Above the waterline
Point the finger, yeah point the bone
It's the harbor towns
That the gray metal ships call home

And if we think about it
And if we talk about it
And if the sea go boiling black
Can you tell me what you'll do about that?

Put down that weapon or we'll all be gone
I must know something to know it's so wrong
And it happens to be an emergency
Some things aren't meant to be, some things don't come for free

They keep talking about it
They keep talking about it
They keep talking, they keep talking about
Talking about it

You can't hide away, away, away

And it happens to be an emergency
Some things aren't meant to be, some things don't come for free

Put down that weapon or we'll all be gone
I must know something to know it's so wrong
And it happens to be an emergency
Some things aren't meant to be, some things don't come for free

Put down that weapon or we'll all be gone
You must be crazy if you think you're strong
'Cause it happens to be an emergency
Some things aren't meant to be and some things don't come for free
				

The Breakfast Creek Hotel is up for sale
The last square mile of terra firma gaveled in the mail
So farewell to the Norfolk Island pines
No amount of make believe can help this heart of mine

End, your dreamworld is just about to end
Fall, your dreamworld is just about to fall
Your dreamworld will fall

So shut that buckle and turn that key again
Take me to a place they say the dreaming never ends
Open wide, drive that mystery road
Walk through Eden's garden and then wonder as you go

End, your dreamworld is just about to end
Fall, your dreamworld is just about to fall
Your dreamworld is just about to fall

Sign says, 'Honeymoon to Rent'
Cloudland into dreamland turns
The sun comes up and we all learn
Those wheels must turn

End, your dreamworld is just about to end
Fall, your dreamworld is just about to fall

End, your dreamworld is just about to end
Fall, fall, fall, fall, fall, fall, your dreamworld is just about to fall
				

I don't wanna grow anything in my heart
I don't want to write all these things in the sand
I don't wish to listen and not understand
And I don't want to tramp up the footpath of stars

Don't want to be an advocate
Don't want to be a monument

There is nothing that grows in your arctic world

I don't want to breathe that Smithsonian air
And I don't want to listen when they toll the bell
'Cause I can't take another industrial feast
On the ground, on my back, out there

I want to meet the President
Of a country without sense

There is nothing that grows in his arctic world
I tell you, there is nothing that grows in your arctic world
Now there is nothing that grows in this arctic world
				

There is enough
There is enough for everyone
There is enough, mmm

(There is enough)
In Redfern as there is in Alice
(There is enough)
This is not the Buckingham Palace
(There is enough)

This is the crown land
This is the brown land
This is not our land

Some folks live in water tanks
Some folks live in red brick flats

(There is enough)
Law is carved in granite
(There is enough)
It's been shaped by wind and rain
(There is enough)

White law could be wrong
(There is enough)
Black law must be strong

Warakurna, cars will roll
Don't drink by the water hole
Court fines on the shop front wall
Beat the grog and save your soul

Some people laugh, some never learn
This land must change or land must burn
Some people sleep, some people yearn
This land must change or land must burn

Diesel and dust is what we breathe
This land don't change and we don't leave

Some people live, some never die
This land don't change, this land must lie
Some people leave, always return
This land must change or land must burn

Warakurna, camels roam
Fires are warm and dogs are cold
Not since Lassiter was here
Black man's got a lot to fear

Some people laugh, some never learn
This land must change or land must burn
Some people leave, always return
This land must change or land must burn
This land must change or land must burn

This land must change or land must burn
				

We don't serve your country
Don't serve your king
Know your custom, don't speak your tongue
White man came took everyone

We don't serve your country
We don't serve your king
White man listen to the songs we sing
White man came took everything

We carry in our hearts the true country
And that cannot be stolen
We follow in the steps of our ancestry
And that cannot be broken

We don't serve your country
We don't serve your king
Know your custom don't speak your tongue
White man came took everyone

We don't need protection
Don't need your land
Keep your promise on where we stand
We will listen we'll understand

We carry in our hearts the true country
And that cannot be stolen
We follow in the steps of our ancestry
And that cannot be broken

We carry in our hearts the true country
And that cannot be stolen
We follow in the steps of our ancestry
And that cannot be broken

Mining companies, pastoral companies
Uranium companies
Collected companies
Got more right than people
Got more say than people

Forty thousand years can make a difference
To the state of things
The dead heart lives here
				

Midnight Oil
Diesel And Dust
Whoa
The lord is my temple
God is by my side
you pay the rates on that temple
build materials at the side
he gives reasons
to get through the day
he doesn't have rinse action
he just says

Whoah - oh
don't wanna see you back here again

Girls are not smiling
the stars have gone out
the man with the landslide
got his head in the ground
like an unopened
letter
left under the door
he says I am the answer you're looking for

Whoah - oh
don't wanna see you back here again

Above we dream in Andropovosphere
who maintains the drunker machinery
below we dream of a time
when those men come from West Point
				

In the desert in the dry
Before the breaking of the rain
The temperature in the shade
Had reached a hundred and ten again

In the desert in the dry
On the overland telegraph line
Don't take the law into your own hands
Don't go looking for a fight

I've heard the bullroarers

In the desert in the dry
Sun sits so high
Long day's mile and the radio crackles
And the bones bleached white

It's a knock 'em down storm
See the tin roof shake
Wild dog howls and the long grass whistles
And the tall trees break

I've seen the wild horses
I've heard the bullroarers
I've seen the wild horses

Shifting sands and broken plans
Lead me on to my homeland

I've seen the wild horses
I've heard the bullroarers
I've seen the wild horses

I've seen the wild
I've heard the bull
I've seen the wild
I've heard the bullroarers

Now it's shifting sands and broken plans
				

Though I buy, let's begin, I am ready, let's begin
Sell my soul to him
Shed my skin, I just wanna shed my skin
I don't wanna sell my soul to him

Mechanize, city bursts and farmers die, they cry
Sell my soul to him
Sleep face down in a goods train heading South in the rain
I sell my, sell my soul to him

In this world I often think you'd understand me
In these words I often think you'd recognise me
'Cause I just wanna swim with the fish in the sea
And I want faith to heal so that I can be clean

America's great now
If you don't talk back, you hide your face
Crawl in rubble and smile and scorn
At that snail paced creature going up and down the walls

I just want to celebrate
And I'm not going to sell my soul to him
When you look right in
Sell my soul to him, to him

Sell my soul to him, to him
Sell my soul to him
				

I know that the sunset empire shudders and shakes
And I know there's a floodgate and a raging river
And I say, see the silence of the ribbons of iron and steel
And I say, hear the punch drunk huddle as they drive on hammer and steel

Sometimes you're beaten to the call, sometimes
Sometimes you're taken to the wall but you don't give in
Sometimes you're beaten to the call, sometimes
Sometimes you're taken to the wall but you don't give in

I know, I know that the cannibals wear smart suits and ties
And I know they arm wrestle on the altar
And I say, don't leave your heart in a hard place

Sometimes you're beaten to the call, sometimes
Sometimes you're taken to the wall, no, no
Sometimes you're beaten to the call, sometimes
Sometimes you're taken to the wall but you don't give in

Sometimes you're beaten to the call, sometimes
Sometimes you're taken to the wall
Sometimes you're shaken to the core, sometimes
Sometimes the face is gonna fall, but you don't give in

Sometimes you're beaten to the call, sometimes
Sometimes you're taken to the wall but you don't give in
				

I'll give you something to write home about
And I'll take you somewhere, show you around
We burnt all the cars that laid down and died
We burnt all the trees to keep us alive
Sat 'round the fire, sang like a choir
With the ashes of civilisation in our eyes
I come alive, I read the signs on the Gunbarrel Highway

Far off a dull radio beats for the young uninvolved
The meaning's a football
A stick and a can and a Kakadu man
Will the speaker speak up or the talker talk down
The world is no oyster and here in this town
Shit falls like rain on a world that is brown

I come alive, I read the signs on the Gunbarrel Highway
I come alive, and the children will sing as the
satellite swings down that highway

Nothing could be longer than that corrugated road
No ever follows where the road trains go
And no where in the country do the dust storms blow so hard
So hard

I come alive, I read the signs on the Gunbarrel Highway
I hear the sound, it's the wheels as they drive
And the cultures collide on that highway
Ah, it's a hard day, the children will sing as the
Satellite swings down that highway