Long Run

Oh You look out your window at the cold grey dawn. It's seven o'clock on a Monday morning. Pour a cup of coffee, better make it a strong one. Weather man on the radio says.

Letter To B.j.

Can you hear me Bjelke-Petersen. From your leather padded chair?. There's a tide outside your door. Steadily rising. It's a simple case of freedom. And a lot of us who care.

Killing Floor

Joe spoke no english but he had a dream. And he saved up most of his pay. To bring his wife and six kids from Lebanon. And settle down here to stay. .

Nasty Girl

See the floor around wanting us to feel free. Chasing me sounds perfect to be done. Wanna lift me up?, hold on, remember Im leading here. See my hips, I tell you when to touch.

I've Been To Bali Too

Qantas flight 20, Denpasar, meals and accom', rent-a-car. I've been to Bali, I've been to Bali too. . Took a two week course at a suntan clinic. So lying round legian and I wouldn't look anaemic.

I Was Only 19 (a Walk In The Light Green)

Mum and Dad and Denny saw the passing out parade at Puckapunyal. It was a long march from cadets. The sixth battalion was the next to tour and it was me who drew the card.

Window To Space

[m. van Dyk: l. Boyarsky]. . There's a kid who sees the world. A selfish kid: a good kid: a good kid. By his own means he knew the price of life. By his own means he knew the price for you.

I Was Only 19

Mum and Dad and Danny saw the passing out parade at Puckapunyal. It was a long march from cadets. The sixth battalion was the next to tour and it was me who drew the card.

H.m.a.s. Australia

Here I am again in the ship's post office. I want to send a telegram. Send it to the captain. Asking where the hell I am. . I've been on this luxury cruise.

Fabulon

Buy a litre of Fabulon. Dare we spray down. In the scorched trail. of a Sunbream iron. . Paint your face with Revlon. To hide your frown. In the blue gloam glare.

Diamantina Drover

The faces in the photograph have faded. And I can't believe he looks so much like me. For it's been ten long years today. Since I left for Old Cork Station.

Caught In The Act

Change your name, get a new address. All it takes is gall. Fifty-five bucks a week's no social security at all. . It's a form of reprisal, a song of survival.

Carrington Cabaret

Are you proud white Australians wherever you are?. Beer in your hand and your elbow on the bar. All you people from Darwin to the south. With your blue faded jeans and a joint in your mouth.

Brown Rise & Kerosene

Julie did three years' trade school. I served my apprenticeship time. We made a modest living, but we were upstaged. Because computers don't strike or need holidays.

Beaumont Rag

I am a wealthy barrister. About 100 bucks a word. I've got a plum stuck in my mouth. I'm really such a. Really such a turd. . I attended PAC. I meet a wife at the prefects' ball.

The Center Of The Fire

Asio

White door, ninth floor, silent number, it's autumn on a cold avenue. Telex intercept, he sips a cigarette, warms up his V.D.U.. . He gets his kicks from microchips, orders from the C.I.A..

The Art Of Loss

Something Wicked This Way Comes

[m/l van Dyk]. . [Part I: Arrivals]. . October's a rare month for boys. When life is simple, pure and sweet. And the foolish youth can overlook. The wolf outside the door.

Slouching Towards Bethlehem

Turned and tossed in this widening flight. And I can't find my bearings. The voice that called me once is lost. And the silence left is tearing at me.