Redgum - The Last Frontier Lyrics
There's a corrugated highway Leading north from Port AugustaLined with ratted cars that didn't rate a towThe Salt plains out of Pimba And your eyes begin to streamOn to Kingoonya huddled dusty by the roadRomantic notions shattered Like the tyres that didn't hack itThis has got to be the country's last frontierWhere a sports car's next to useless Running cattle grids and river bedsWe drove a van from 1963Someone mentioned walkabout And kiss your job goodbyeJust to see the country shimmer through the windscreenDrinking beer, telling stories While laughter filled the nightAnd flexi-time's behind you like a bad dreamYou got a flat on Anzac Highway And Lawson on your shelfIts a Southern Comfort, air-conditioned rageWhere a homestead's more than just a cheap print Dangling from a wallAnd mateship's more than lines upon a pageWe went looking for Australia In between the TV lines'Cause the ABC just couldn't make it realColour documentary From a beanbag on the floor:Never shows as much as it concealsA stark and blistered Alice Springs And a river runs with shameAnd you wipe the sheets of bulldust from your eyesAnother country's uniform And the mirage it falls apartTo the open gap between the truth and liesGo and see your country, mate The travel agents screamPoliticians sell it's hard to score a pasttimeSigns and high-wire fences Hold the land where I belongIt's as if I'm in the outback for the last time
