Midnight Oil - Truganini Lyrics
Theres a road train going nowhereRoads are cut, lines are downWell be staying at the roma barTill that monsoon passes onThe backbone of this countrys brokenThe land is cracked and the land is soreFarmers are hanging on by their fingertipsWe cursed and stumbled across that shoreI hear much support for the monarchyI hear the union jacks to remainI see namatjira in custodyI see truganinis in chainsAnd the world it wont stand stillBlue collar work it dont get you nowhereYou just go round and round in debtSomebodys got you on that treadmill, mateAnd I hope youre not beaten yetI hear much support for the monarchyI see the union jack in flames, let it burnI see namatjira with dignityI see truganinis in chains(hirst/moginie)