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• Artiste: Midnight Oil
• Titre: The Barka-Darling River
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Standing in the house of the founding fathers It’s a house that’s not been well looked after There’s a fatal flaw in the mighty rafters There’s a rule of law, written by the cotton masters I took my place at the murray darling chamber I saw no friendly face, I was a stranger There was a secret plan, a plan to hasten slowly There was a show of hands, I was on my only No other place on earth What you see is an act of terror, the bush surrenders to the ball and chain As the world becomes onе, the country comes undone High as thе banks of the darling river, dry as the bed of the inland sea As the world becomes one, the country comes undone Hard as the rocks of the endless gibber Deep as the roots of the mallee tree As the world becomes one The country comes undone All that’s left is a tiny glimmer of the days when the river was running free As the world becomes one, the country comes undone Who left the bag of idiots open? Who drank the bottle of bad ideas? Who drew the last drop from the bottom? Good people are forgotten Let’s shake some truth out of the jar Let’s kick the crooks out of the kitchen We’ll tell some stories at the bar Good people are forgotten Sista mary plays her mystery train In a town at the end of a railway line Sista mary plays her mystery train In a town at the end of the railway line So shake some truth out of the jar It’s a battle of blurry edges There’s a famine of compassion Good people are forgotten Good people, good people are forgotten