EMPLOYMENT OFFICE THEY GOT ME THIS JOB, FOR A WHILE I WAS HAPPY THE MONEY'S OK BUT YOU KNOW I DON'T AGREE WITH WHAT'S BEING DONE WITH MY LABOR WITH THIS WORK MY FREEDOMS DONE WITH THIS WORK THE LAND IS GONE IF THE BUSH WERE FREE WE'D BE RUNNING IN THE WATER CLEAN AND QUIET THERE'D BE NO POISON HERE IF THE BUSH COULD SPEAK SHE'D BE CRYING TEARS OF BLOOD FOR THE CREATURES GONE AND THE PAIN THAT GOES ON AND THE GHOSTS FROM THE WHITE INVASION CHAINS ROUND THEIR NECKS AND THEIR ANKLES WOULD RAISE UP THEIR VOICES AND SING WITH ME 200 YEARS AND STILL NOT FREE DEATH TO THE GOVERNMENT DEATH TO THE GOVERNMENT ALL OF US OUR FACES ARE STINGING AND IN OUR LUNGS WE ARE WHEEZING I SAW THE POISON BAGS AT THE BACK OF THE SHEDS THE SKULL AND BONES IS WHAT WE GOTTA WORK WITH THE UNIONS A JOKE IN THE BOSSES CONTROL HE TALKS TO ME AS IF I WAS A KID BUT I'M A MAN DON'T WANTO TAKE THIS SHIT CHORUS AND THE GHOST FROM THE WHITE INVASION IN THE RIVERS AND THE CREEKS YOU HEAR THEM WAILING WOULD RAISE UP THEIR VOICES AND SING WITH ME DEATH TO THE GOVERNMENT DEATH TO THE GOVERNMENT AND THE NEXT ONE TOO / AND WAGE SLAVERY / AND THE MINING CARTELS HE WORKED FROM SUNUP TO SUNSET EVERYDAY KELLY AXE IN HIS HAND ON HIS TWENTY FIRST BIRTHDAY CLEARING THE TREES WORKING WITH HIS HANDS NOW THE DUST SHE BLOWS WHERE HE HAD TO WALK OFF THE LAND JUST FOR NOW GOT ME IN THIS TRAP SALT TABLE'S RISING AND I'M SAVING CASH THE FISHERMAN SAYS YEAH THE SEAS ARE RAPED THE LESS WE GET BACK AND THE MORE WE TAKE BUT I NEED THE MONEY THIS JOB WAS HARD TO FIND NEED THE MONEY WATCHING THE LAND DECLINE AND YOU KNOW WHO OUR LIVES ARE RUN BY EVERY DAY IT COULD BE SUNDAY AND YOU KNOW WHO THE WORLD IS RUN BY CAN'T YOU HEAR HER CAN'T YOU HEAR HER CRY DEATH TO THE GOVERNMENT DEATH TO THE GOVERNMENT

RED COVERALL SUITS WEAR THE SECURITY GUARDS THE MEN ON THIS TRAIN ARE ALL COVERED IN SCARS PRISON TATTOOS AND GREAT BIG SMILE I CAME IN HERE I'VE BEEN WALKING FOR MILES THOUGHT I'D BE SLEEPING ON THE GROUND AND NOW IT SEEMS A BED I'VE FOUND AND IT'S CHRISTMAS EVE ALL OVER THE WORLD I DON'T CARE ABOUT THIS CELEBRATION BUT TONIGHT I DON'T WANT TO BE ON MY OWN NOW IT SEEMS THAT A BED I'VE FOUND ON THIS TRAIN WE'RE ALL LONELY MEN WE'LL SHOW OFF OUR SCARS YEAH TO SHOW WE'RE FRIENDS ONE GUY HERE HE'S BEEN IN JAIL TEN YEARS GOT ELECTRO SHOCKS STICKING OUT FROM HIS CHEST WE'RE SMOKING THE HASH AND DRINKING THE WINE ON THE SCAR TRAIN TONIGHT YEAH WE'RE FEELING FINE AND IT'S CHRISTMAS EVE ALL OVER THE WORLD BEFORE THE SUN IS UP WE'LL BE OUT THERE DRINKING PUSHING THE PAIN DOWN DEEP INSIDE SOME TIMES IT JUST COMES OUT ON ITS OWN A PROUD MAN SITS IN FRONT OF THE TV A SILENT GUY HIS THOUGHTS HIS FAMILY DON'T SEE HE'S WORKED FOR YEARS AND WE OWE HIM HEAPS AND STILL HIS EMOTIONS HE DOESN'T SHOW HE'S COMING FROM THE DARK ZIPPING HIS FLY HE COPPED A LOT OF SHIT JUST FOR BEING A GUY AND IT'S CHRISTMAS EVE ALL OVER THE WORLD NO NEED TO ACT TOUGH JUST LET IT GO BEEN MANY A YEAR SINCE MY FAMILY SAW ME ON THIS DAY BUT TONIGHT I'M HAPPY

I LOST MY EYES IN THE BLACKSMITHS SHOP IN THE YEAR OF 56 CLEANING OUT A PLANT THAT WAS OUT FOR FIX IT BOUNDED OUT FROM OUT OF THE TONGS AND THERE CONCEIVED MY DOOM I'M A BLIND FIDDLER AND FAR FROM MY HOME WELL I'VE BEEN TO SAN FRANCISCO AND I'VE BEEN TO DOCTOR LANE HE OPERATED ON ONE OF MY EYES BUT NOTHING HE COULD GAIN HE SAID I WILL BE BLIND FOR LIFE BUT THERE'S NO NEED TO MOURN I'M A BLIND FIDDLER AND FAR FROM MY HOME NOW I'VE A WIFE AND THREE LITTLE BABES DEPENDING NOW ON ME THEY'LL GO THROUGH ALL THE TRIALS WHEREVER THEY MAY BE I HOPE THAT THEY'LL BE HAPPY NOW I AM FORCED TO ROAM I'M A BLIND FIDDLER AND FAR FROM MY HOME

I SEE YOU AND YOU LIVE IN MY MIND BY THE FIRE WE'RE WALKING DRINKING GREEN TEA I REMEMBER YOU'RE REAL HAPPY YOU MUST HAVE BEEN CALM AT LAST FROM THE WORDS YOU LEFT BEHIND WHY WHY WHY WE ALL ASK WONDERING HOW IT FELT ON THAT NIGHT YOU SPENT YEARS FIGHTING AGAINST TILL YOUR SPIRIT IT GOT SO LOW CAUSE THEY WOULDN'T LET YOU FLOWER IN THE WAY THAT YOU WANTED TO BE AND A FRIEND CAME TO TELL ME, I GUESSED BEFORE HE SPOKE ASKED ME IF I KNEW YOU, MY FACE IT CRACKED AND BROKE HELPED ME TO GET OUTSIDE YOU NEVER THINK THAT YOUR FRIENDS COULD DIE MORE NEWS CAME TO TOWN TODAY, ITS BEEN A BAD WEEK ANOTHER YOUNG LIFE JUST PASSED AWAY SOMEONE SAID LAST THEY SAW YOU YOU WERE WISHING YOU WEREN'T THERE YOU SAID AW IT'S PRETTY DUMB JUST FEEL LIKE I'M GETTING CARRIED AWAY SHE'S CRYING OUT THE WINDOW, SOME OF US JUST SITTING STILL SPENT THREE DAYS DRINKING, PARTYING TO MOURN JUST START THINKING OF YOU EVERY NOW AND THEN SO YOU'VE PASSED THAT TIMES GONE AND WE LEARN AND FORGET ALL THE DREAMS ALL THE SCENES WE CAN'T HOLD ON, NO NO NO I WON'T MIND THAT YOU'RE GONE CAUSE I KNOW HERE IN OUR MEMORY WE SEE YOU REAL HAPPY

WATCH OUT FOR INSPECTOR MURPHY YEAH HE'LL TAKE YOUR GUITAR AWAY 30 QUID TO GET IT BACK HE'S MAKING PETTY ARRESTS OF THE STREET TRADE AND THERE'S PLENTY OF DRUNK TOURISTS OUT IN THE CROWDS DOWN BY TEMPLE BAR ON FRIDAY NIGHTS YOU GET ONE QUID DROPS IN THE DAYLIGHT SWEET F.A. BELFAST BOYS SINGING STIFF LITTLE FINGERS DRINK CIDER IN THE GRAFTON ALLEYWAYS AND SINGING OUT LEATHERFACE FOR A DRUNKEN ALCHOHOLIC IT'S THE FAVOURITE BAND OF HIS BROTHER WHO JUST DIED YELLING AT THE VIDEO TOURISTS GETTING FOOTAGE OF THE STREET DRUNKS THERE'S LITTLE BOYS AND GIRLS WITH ADULT PERSONALITIES BEGGING AND STEALING FOR THEIR MUMS THANK THE GODDESS FOR MCMURDER SHOPS GOT THE ONLY TOILETS YOU CAN FIND AT HENRY STREET THE CIGARETTE SELLERS YELL "TABBACCO" SEE THE OLD BOY WITH HIS SIGN "FORTUNE TELLER" HEAR THE BUSKER SINGING BOB MARLEY IN A DEEP CRACKED IRISH VOICE AND THERE'S A COMET TRAILING OUT IN THE NIGHT SLY AND THE DEVELOPERS CRANES ARE LIKE METAL DINOSAURS IN THE EXCAVATIONS ARE VIKING REMAINS NOW THE MUTICORPS GOT THEIR HOLD ITS A PLACE WHERE YOU DON'T LET IT SHOW TOO MUCH IR YOU'RE RADICAL RICH OR POOR AND THAT OLD LADY AS A LITTLE GIRL, SHE HID HERSELF IN A CLOSET LOOKING OUT THROUGH A CRACK IN THE DOOR SHE SAW TROOPS KILLNG KIDS IN THE STREET LET'S TAKE A WALK DOWN O'CONNEL THERE STILL BULLET HOLES IN THE POST OFFICE AT LEAST THERE'S STILL SOME LUNES IN THIS TOWN LET'S GO AND SEE ADRIAN WALSH "THE COMMUNITY GAMES" RENTS A LOT FOR THREE BOYS SLEEPING IN ONE ROOM MAKING MONEY FOR THE ANTI-VIVISECTION CAUSE AND JONNY FROM BELFAST SAYS HE DOESN'T WANT TO SEE THOSE ORANGE MARCHES ANYMORE AND THERE'S CHOCOLATE LYING OVER THE PAVEMENT AND I'VE NEVER BEEN ABLE TO WORK OUT WHY GREEN SPIKED BOYS DRINK FLAGONS ON ST STEVENS GREEN DUBLIN IS A PLACE THAT I HAVE BEEN I'LL BUTTON UP EVERY POCKET ON MY JACKET I'M A STRANGER IN THIS TOWN THERE'S NO MORE HALF DRUNK PINTS TO SCAVENGE EVERYONE'S TAKING THEIR TAXI'S BACK HOME I'L BE WALKING FOR HALF AN HOUR BUT I'M MEETING PEOPLE ON MY WAY LIKE JAMES JOYCE TWO OLD LADIES A GIRL IN A SHOWER AND THERE'S MISS MOLLY MALONE THE PRICK WITH THE STICK HAGS WITH BAGS FLOOSIE IN THE JACOOZIE TART WITH THE CART

WHEN WE WERE LAST HERE WE SLEPT ON THE EDGE OF TOWN UNDER PLASTIC SHEETS WHEN WE WERE LAST HERE I MADE MY MONEY BUSKING ON THE BRIDGE WENT BACK TO WHERE WE CAMPED MET A SUICIDAL MAN HE SEEMED IN A SHY GOOD MOOD IT WAS A RAZOR BLADE THAT HE'D USED ANOTHER OLD MAN TOLD ME OF HIS FRIEND TODAY HE SAYS SHE WORKED THE SAME JOB FOR FORTY YEARS SHE'D CLEAN THE BRASS ON THE PEOPLE'S LETTER BOXES MAKING FOOD FOR THE DRUNKS IN THE AFTERNOON MARYS WOULD HELP THE KIDS ACROSS THE ROAD FROM SCHOOL THEY SAID SHE'S TOO OLD TOOK HER JOB SHE THREW HERSELF INTO THE CANAL THE TOWN HALL BELL IS CLANGING NIGHT IS COMING INTO THE WASTEGROUND CRUSHED BEER CANS AND PLACES OVERGROWN THE CATMAN IS NOT HERE TONIGHT I USE HIS PILLOW SLUGS CRAWL ON MY FACE THIS IS FREE THIS IS FREE MET ANOTHER MAN TODAY FRANCIS SO DRUNK HE CANNOT LIGHT HIS SMOKE WEARING GUMBOOTS AND AN EARTH COVERED SUIT RED FACED LIVING HUMAN SCARECROW I WAS THE POSTMAN YEARS AGO MY MOTHER DIED I WAS TERRIBLY DEPRESSED IN THE HOSPITAL THEY GAVE ME THESE PILLS NOW ITS THIS PAIN MY DRINKING KILLS THIS IS WHERE THE TRAMPS SLEEP THIS IS WHERE THE TRAMPS SLEEP WHEN I WAS A KID THESE WERE ALL FIELDS THESE WERE APPLE ORCHARDS AND THERE'S THE RIVER WHERE I LEARNED TO SWIM THERE'S DUNNS STORES NOW SUPERMARKETS SHOPPING CENTRES HIS SHOULDERS HUNCHED AS HE'S TELLING ME THAT WAS OUR TIME NOW NOW IT'S TIME FOR THE YOUNG ONES THIS AINT NO TIME I WANTED DON'T THINK IT'S PARTICULARY COOL I LIKE TO FEEL SOME SUN ON ME I LIKE THE RAIN I LIKE FEELING A LITTLE BIT HARD CAUSE THAT'S WHAT WE ARE WE'RE HUMAN BEINGS NOT MACHINES LYING AT THE OFFICE WORKERS FEET ON THE FOOTPATHS A BATTERED IN FACE AT THE BUS SHELTER RED SKIN YOUNG EYES OUTSTRETCHED HAND COINS IN PALM THIS IS WHERE THE TRAMPS SLEEP

A AM A SEALER MY STORIES ARE FIERCE BEEN WHALING IN THE ICE DOWN SOUTH SAILS GLOWING RED FROM THE BRICK FURNACES WE HUNTED AND WE BOILED EM DOWN DID DA LA DID A LA DA DAE DID A LA DID A LA DA LA DAE WHALES AND SEALS PREGNANT AND YOUNG THE SEAS ALL THICK WITH SPOUTS WATER AND AIR ALL CLOGGED WITH BEASTS NAUGHT LEF TIN THE OCEANS DOWN SOUTH DID A LA DID A LA DA DAE WE HUNTED THEM ALL AWAY GOODBYE TO THE SOUTHERN FISHERIE ON FLINDERS ISLE THE ABORIGINES ARE IN TEMPORARY EXILE SO THE TREAY SAID BUT ROBINSON LIED THEY'LL BE STAYING THERE FOR QUITE A WHILE DID A LA DID A LA DA DAE HERE'S MY WOMAN SHE WORKS FOR ME STOLEN FROM THE MAINLAND TRIBES SHE CATCH SEAL MUTTON BIRD FOR ME HEY SOME RUM AND SHE'S YOUR BRIDE WE DON'T CARE WHAT HAPPENNED AT ALL NEWS CAME TO THE ISLAND A SHIP FROM SYDNEY CARRYING SHEEP AND GOLD DIDALADID A LA DA DAE MURDERS ARE NOT UNKNOWN BRITOMART SHE IS LOST NEAR TO PRESERVATION ISLE HER CABIN DOOR IT HANGS UPON THE CONSTABLES PIG STY DID A LA DID A LA DAE WE GET A SHIPWRECK EVERY DAY NEWSPAPER THE COLONIAL TIMES SAYS US SEALERS ARE SHOWING OFF OUR RICHES AND GOLD DID YOU EVER HEAR SUCH A LIE? IT JUST WASHED IN ON THE TIDE! SHIP PASSING NEAR CLARKE ISLAND DAW THE SIGNALS FIRES HOW CAN YOU STOP WITH THE SEAS SO ROUGH SURVIVORS THEY SOON DIE DID A LA DID A LA DAE I GOT BACON AND TATTERS FOR SALE WE WON'T SAY WHAT HAPPENED AT ALL

I WENT OUT THIS MORNING THIS MORNING THIS MORNING I WAS OUT THIS MORNING THE RAIN WAS COMING DOWN ON ME BOOTS ARE WET HANDS ARE COLD CLOTHES ARE WET I'M FEELING OLD BOOTS ARE WET BODIES COLD I FEEL AS AS GOOD AS COLD MY BACK IT IS ACHING ACHING ACHING SHOULDERS ARE ACHING FINGERS WON'T HEAL UP BOSS SAYS THAT'S FOR FREE THAT'S FOR FREE THAT'S FOR FREE HAVE THAT ONE JUST FOR FREE GET THAT JUST FOR FREE AND I FEEL LIKE A CONVICT SLAVE CONVICT SLAVE CONVICT SLAVE FEEL LIKE A CONVICT DRONE PICKEN APPLES OUT IN THE HUON SNOW OUT ON THE MOUNTAIN I'M DOUBTING DOUBTING DOUBTING I CAN MAKE IT ALL THE WAY TO NIGHT FALL GUYS HERE ARE BLOODY TOUGH BLOODY COLD BLOODY OLD BILL IS 63 GETTING LESS PAY THAN ME I'M HOPING I DON'T DO THIS JOB SHOVE THIS JOB DO THIS JOB HOPING I DON'T DO THIS JOB WHEN I AM AS OLD AS HE AT NIGHT I DO LIE IN BED BODY ACHES BONES ARE COLD BOSS THAT'S FOR FREE YOU CAN HAVE ALL THAT FOR FREE JOSE IS FROM SALVADOR A REFUGEE A DOCTOR HE'S OUT WORKING WITH HIS WHOLE FAMILY THEY WON'T LET HIM REGISTER AT SMOKO WE DO HAVE A JOKE FUN AT US WE DO POKE PAY IS CRAP TOSS THE BOSS FOR OPTIONS WE ARE AT A LOSS MONICA IS PICKING HARD JUST AS TOUGH AS ANY GUY EMMA IS THE GUN PICKER WAY OUT IN SUNNY COBRAM NOW THE SUN HE COMES OUT WARMING UP DRYING OFF GONNA PICK SIX MORE BINS SIX MORE BINS TODAY HOORAY FUJI JONNY DEMOCRAT RED DELICS GRANNY SMITH CROFTON JONNY GOLD

I WENT MAD I WENT SANE I WENT MAD I WENT SANE IN HOBART TOWN I AM OUT A HANGEN FOUND A DRUNK GUY FLAT ON THE STREET HAD A LISTEN HIS HEART STILL BEAT LOOKING SO MEAN NO ONE WOULD HELP HIM AT A PARTY THINK I THREW UP YELLING MIXING DRINKS IT BRINGS BAD LUCK! PUKED SO HARD MY EPIGLOTTIS SWELLED UP NOW STRAIGHT EDGE AS CLEAN AS CAN BE ONLY DRINKING CUPS OF OPIUM TEA WHEN THE GOVERNMENTS HARVESTING WE ALL PITCH IN TRYING FOR WORK IN THIS TOWN TRYING SHOPS CAFES EVEN STRIPPING BOSS SAYS WE WANT MUSCLES TRY GORILLA GRAMS DOWN AT OLD OYSTER COVE PALAWA PALAWA FESTIVAL SEE RUBY HUNTER TIDDAS ARCHIE ROACH LOTSA NICE CHIKAS IN THIS TOWN IT'S THE PLACE FOR BABY MAKING BREAST MILK DRIPPING IN THE MALL CAFES ON FRIDAY NIGHT THE HOT RODS SMOKE DOING BLOCKIES YELLING OUT WINDOWS DODGING SKATERS DRINKING LOADS IT'S REHABILITATION TOWN BURNED OUT MAINLAND FOLK COME DOWN THEY'LL BE GOING BACK COME WINTER TIME CHURCHES HAVE THE FLUORO CROSS SPEED OF LIGHT MOVES THE GOSS DEEP FRIED TIM TAMS DOWN THE DOCKS LEARNING ABOUT MODERN WARFARE FIND OUT CHATTING TO THE SAILORS OKAY GUYS BUT I WISH THEY'D STOP GOULBURN ARMS TO MEET SOME FRIENDS SNOW OUT ON MT WELLINGTON CRAZY DOGHOUSE BANDS KEEP ON PLAYING SCREAMING AS THE LOG TRUCKS PASS THAT'S OUR OLD GROWTH THAT'S THE LAST

I LOVE MOLLY MOLLY MOLLY O FEEL IT FOR MOLLY MCGEE SHE'S GOT A FACE LIKE A FIFTIES MOVIES STAR BRIGHT AND SHINING UP AT ME AND EVERY BODY ELSE SHE'S OUT WORKING AT THAT HOUSE JERKING OFF THE DREARY OLD MEN WASHING TOWELS IN COLD COLD WATER NOW THEY WON'T EVEN GIVER HER HER PAY SO SATURDAY MORNING AFTER THE MARKET WE ALL MARCH UPON THE PLACE YELLING SCREAMS WE SET UP A PICKET THE FAT MAN MUST PAY HER WAGE SOME ARE OKAY SOME ARE LIKE FRIENDS SOME ARE PRETTY DANGEROUS MEN DON'T TRY THAT I'LL HAVE YOU THROWN OUT SHE'S TOUGH BUT THERE'S NOONE TO DO THE BOUNCING BOSS IS DOWN OUT WALKS HIS WIFE ASKS HIS GIRLS TO HELP HIM OUT NO WAY MAN WE WON'T TAKE THAT SHITE AREN'T THE WORKERS ALWAYS GETTING PUSHED ABOUT! WELL WE CAME HERE ONCE LONG AGO WATCHING SHIPS OF SAIL AND WOOD LAY ON THE SHELLS AND SEA SMOOTH BROKEN GLASS HUGGING AND DRINKING IN THOSE DAYS OF LOVE JUST HAD THAT TALK I KNEW WAS COMING HEART POUNDING THE AIR VIBRATES SHE WALKS OFF MISS COLD SHOULDER QUEEN NO SOFT BED TONIGHT I SLEEP ON MY COAT TRIED IT SAID LET'S GET BACK TOGETHER AGAIN FELT DUMB TOOK GUTS SHE SAYS NO ALL THE GUYS ACT LIKE MAD DOGS ONE AFTER ANOTHER FOLLOW MOLLY O MIGHT SEEM KIND OF OLD-FASHIONED TO YOU BUT THE ONE I LOVE IS OVER THE SEA I KNOW SHE'S KISSEN ANOTHER I MISS HER BUT I GOT OTHERS KISSEN ME I'M FANCY FREE I LOVE MOLLY MOLLY MOLLY LOOK GOOD BUT YOUR HAND SMELLS BAD IN YOUR WIG YOU'RE OUT WORKING WANKING OFF MALE OLD BAGS

IT SEEMS LIKE THE WORLD IS ROUGH AND COLD SOMETIMES YOU'RE ALL ON YOUR OWN NO ONE TO HOLD YOU TIGHT THINK ONLY FOR YOURSELF YOU'VE GOT TO SURVIVE HOW LONG CAN I SUSTAIN THIS KIND OF LIFE? SOMETIMES I FEEL SO ALONE IN A HOUSE ALL ON MY OWN LOSING TOUGH WITH REALITY CAN'T RELAX WITH ANXIETY STARING AT THE TELEPHONE BUT NO ONE RINGS ME HERE AT HOME I THINK I'LL STAY HOME TODAY CAUSE I DON'T WANT TO GO OUT AND PLAY THE SOCIAL GAME NOTHING GOOD ON TV SO'LL I'LL MAKE ANOTHER CUP OF TEA IT GETS SO LONELY ON YOUR OWN BY MYSELF EACH DAY AT HOME

MYALL CREEK IN 1838 KWIAMBAL PEOPLE SINGING AND DANCING BY NIGHT GALLOPING HORSES TEN MEN WHITE "WE'RE TAKING THEM OVER THE RANGE GOING TO FRIGHTEN THEM" 28 WERE KILLED IN A HORRIBLE WAY GUNS AND CUTLASSES THE PEOPLE TIED BY ROPE CRYING BODIES WERE BURNED BUT THE BRAVE MAN HOBBS WRITES TO THE GOVERNOR THE MEN ARE SENTENCED TO HANG AND THE WHITE LAW SAYS THEN AS IT DOES NOW THE LIFE OF A WHITE AND OF A BLACK IT IS EQUAL BUT ON THE FRONTIER THE KILLINGS GO ON JUST HID THE BODIES KEPT QUIET STAYED MUM THIS WAS THE CRIME OF THE MYALL CREEK MASSACRE THIS WAS THE TIME OF THE FRONTIER COVER-UPS THAT WAS THE TIME OF THE MYALL CREEK MASSACRE NO RECORDS WERE KEPT THE FRONTIER COVER UPS ON OUR FLAG IS THE UNION JACK THERE FOR THE WHITE NOT THERE FOR THE BLACK DISPERSAL WAS THE WORD USED FOR THE SLAUGHTER 1928 WAS THE LAST BIG MASSACRE ON MISSION STATIONS THE PEOPLE WERE DUMPED BAD FOOD NEW NAMES CHRISTIAN HYMNS ALCHOHOL JUST ADDS TO THE TRAUMA DIDN'T GET THE VOTE TILL THE 1970'S BRITISH USE DIVIDE AND CONQUER TECHNIQUE 1842 INVENT THE BLACK POLICE SETTLERS SWARMING OVER LIKE ANTS CALL 'EM UP WHEN THE LOCAL TRIBES FIGHT BACK PEMULWUY SENDS FIRE UPON PARRAMATTA THE 30 YEAR GUERILLA WAR IN TASMANIA LAND RIGHTS MOVEMENT IN THE '70S THE RESISTANCE IN THE COURTS IN THE BUSH AND ON THE STREETS MAJOR MITCHELL OUT ON THE DARLING SHOT THE PEOPLE IN THE RIVERS AS THEY SWAM FROM THE ABORIGINAL BOUTY MADE A FORTUNE FOUNDER OF MELBOURNE JOHN BATMAN NEW TIMES NOW A CHANCE TO BE SORRY FACE THE CRIMES OF THE PAST GENERATIONS AFTER MYALL CREEK THERE WAS A SILENCE LET'S GET TALKING TIME TO BE FRIENDS BOILED BEEF DAMPER CLEARING THE LAND GIBBETS ARSENIC PELLETS MAN TRAPS DOG LICENCE IMPORTED DISEASE AINT IT TIME TO MAKE OUR PEACE WITH THE ABORIGINES WHITE AUSTRALIA WE'RE DRINKING BEER ON THE FIVE DOLLAR NOTE STILL GOT THE QUEEN PAVLOVA FOOTBALL THE GRAND PRIX HEY PUT YOURSELF IN THE SHOES OF THE ABORIGINES 1999 INVASION DAY POLICE EVICT THE TENT EMBASSY HOWARD WAS TALKING RECONCILIATION WE GOT A LIAR AND A RACIST LEADING OUR NATION A FEW WHITE PEOPLE ALONG THE WAY HAVE RAISED UP THEIR VOICES IN COMPLAINT I WANT TO HEAR A FEW MILLION MORE SUPPORT THE ABORIGINES LET'S CHANGE THE LAW IN THE TIME OF THE MYSALL CREEK MASSACRE THAT WAS THE TIME OF THE FRONTIER COVER UPS THAT WAS THE PAST THIS IS THE FUTURE THINGS HAVE CHANGED STILL GOT A LONG WAY TO GO ABORIGINAL LAND RIGHTS GIVE THE PEOPLE THEIR HUMAN RIGHTS WE'RE UP HERE SHOUTING SLOGANS DO YOU THINK WE'RE LYING ABOUT THESE PROBLEMS? UNITY BETWEEN BLACK AND WHITE SUPPORT INDIGENOUS PEOPLE OF THE WORLD HUNDREDS OF YEARS NOW WE GOTTA HEAL COLONIAL SYSTEM GOODBYE BRING IT DOWN SO THE EARTH CAN SURVIVE