Beds Are Burning (feat. Tim Mcllrath of Rise Against)
Out where the river broke
The bloodwood and the desert oak
Holden wrecks and boilin' diesels
Steam in forty-five degrees
The time has come, to say fair's fair
To pay the rent, to pay our share
The time has come, a fact's a fact
It belongs to them, let's give it back
How can we dance when our earth is turnin'?
How do we sleep while our beds are burnin'?
How can we dance when our earth is turnin'?
How do we sleep while our beds are burnin'?
The time has come, to say fair's fair
To pay the rent, to pay our share
Four wheels scare the cockatoos
From Kintore, east to Yuendemu
The Western Desert lives and breathes
In forty-five degrees
The time has come to say fair's fair
To pay the rent, to pay our share
The time has come, a fact's a fact
It belongs to them, let's give it back
How can we dance when our earth is turnin'?
How do we sleep while our beds are burnin'?
How can we dance when our earth is turnin'?
How do we sleep while our beds are burnin'?
The time has come to say fair's fair
To pay the rent now, to pay our share
The time has come, a fact's a fact
It belongs to them, let's give it back
How can we dance when our earth is turnin'?
How do we sleep while our beds are burnin'?
The bloodwood and the desert oak
Holden wrecks and boilin' diesels
Steam in forty-five degrees
The time has come, to say fair's fair
To pay the rent, to pay our share
The time has come, a fact's a fact
It belongs to them, let's give it back
How can we dance when our earth is turnin'?
How do we sleep while our beds are burnin'?
How can we dance when our earth is turnin'?
How do we sleep while our beds are burnin'?
The time has come, to say fair's fair
To pay the rent, to pay our share
Four wheels scare the cockatoos
From Kintore, east to Yuendemu
The Western Desert lives and breathes
In forty-five degrees
The time has come to say fair's fair
To pay the rent, to pay our share
The time has come, a fact's a fact
It belongs to them, let's give it back
How can we dance when our earth is turnin'?
How do we sleep while our beds are burnin'?
How can we dance when our earth is turnin'?
How do we sleep while our beds are burnin'?
The time has come to say fair's fair
To pay the rent now, to pay our share
The time has come, a fact's a fact
It belongs to them, let's give it back
How can we dance when our earth is turnin'?
How do we sleep while our beds are burnin'?
Credits
Writer(s): Martin Rotsey, Peter Garrett, Robert Hirst, James Moginie, Peter Gifford
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