Are you proud white Australians wherever you are?
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Beer in your hand and your elbow on the bar
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All you people from Darwin to the south
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With your blue faded jeans and a joint in your mouth
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Young sophisticates making the scene
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At the Lion Hotel in your rolled up jeans
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Something going on, we're all employed
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Last night another pickininny died
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In the dirt filled gutters on the cold concrete
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At the nightclub end of Hindley Street
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Sit dusky young ladies learning the rules
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From drunks and traps and the hard knocks school
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Milky brown eyes from drinking all day
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Till it's time at the Carrington Cabaret
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Down at the port a sick black mum
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Rings for a taxi but the taxi won't come
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It's probably too painful for us to understand
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But two hundred years ago we overran their land
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Dreamtime's just a nightmare now, an alcoholic sleep
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Australia land of things to do have you got time to weep
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Oh our great free land of fire and rain
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White man's wealth and black man's pain
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You've got to be white if you want to get in
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It's the black man's country but the white man's in
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Too utter distasteful for civilized man
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Hide them away in Arnhem Land
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Shake your head and say "That's that"
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As you kick away the bottles on Pinky flat
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It's probably too painful for us to understand
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But two hundred years ago we overran their land
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Dreamtime's just a nightmare now, an alcohol sleep
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Australia land of things to do have you got time to weep
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Carrington Cabaret
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