Midnight Oil - Bells & Horns In The Back Of Beyond Lyrics
The southern aurora was late againAs I waited at central to take you homeWinking spinning sparkling lights on our flat earthYou talk about the old groundling waysWhere the suburbs summer pulse and play in wrinkled sand andNever never never neverlandI get home I see them drive downI look out and see those lines and lines and lines of swell andSmilesCoolangatta, whats the matter?Paradise, its a surfers world and flashing lights and realEstateWith one last waveAhhh, get up and runcause theres a beach lies quiet near the open seaAnd a carpark lay streched where the bindis used to beWhen will I be yoursWhen will I be mine