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Midnight Oil - Quinella Holiday Lyrics

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  • The bar was crowded in the arvo din
  • And the voices got higher and higher
  • For the man at the back with the tickets in his hat
  • He would have to do more than aspire to
  • A place with some light on the sand near a beach
  • A place near some green running water
  • Place on the hill with a view of the sea
  • And the cooking was done by his daughter
  • If the quinella comes in today
  • The day is late and the race is run
  • A full weeks wages and the lots been done
  • cos the meeting is over and the crowd has thinned
  • In the game of chance the dice has rolled its spin
  • Another long week, lady luck makes it plain
  • His dreams and his hopes are dashed in vain
  • In the final shout as they call his name
  • His tickets lie like scattered leaves out on that asphalt plain
  • Looking around for the moment thats right
  • Lottery life well the numbers are tight
  • As they try one more pull on the handle too late
  • He thinks of what could be it sticks in his throat
  • If the quinella...
  • (garrett/moginie)

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