: So, it was to be a colony for cunts. Singing toorali-oorali-addity Singing toorali-oorali-ay Singing toorali-oorali-addity And we're bound for
: Top dog settled at Kirribilli house Give me a can of kerosene and it get liberally doused Miserable louts You made my home a target for terrorists
: A moment passes as life flows through glasses And I hear laughter from the long grasses Babes in baskets and drinking from casks Now cigarette throats
: The command came 'hold your fire' And if I ever meet that man I'll ask him why We were put on standby while the scenario got dire. Peace keeper with
: (Check) Mum, Dad and Denny Were Some Amongst Many Who Turned Up To See The Passing-Out Parade at Puckapunyal Seemed Every Man and His Mongrel Watched
: Lost in deep cover "Dear John," said his lover's last letter Emptied a full clip to feel better Slipped a rung on Jacob's ladder Desert boot camp deserter
: Mum, Dad and Denny were some amongst many who turned up to see the passing out parade at Puckapunyal Seemed every man and his mongrel watched cadets
: [Verse 1:] I hear the oldies harking back to the old days Work hard, respect your elders and the old ways My grandma tells me about the war and her
: "My dearest Grandma" was the way he always started the letter, it wasn't the only occasion he wrote to keep it together, "Thank you for the birthday
: [Radio talkback...] [Cheers] Well I'm left sitting here staring into a beer shaking my head at the same ol' loathing and fear Stranger in my own land
And while you barrack for our Peter Garrett stances And out of habit parrot all the proper answers Indignant standards, chantin', signifying what's wrong And then The Herd
: [Verse 1:] We pulled in that town by the bypass That you drive past without a second glance She's had her last dance Yeah we took our chance on a street
: [Intro: Method (Redman)] Deeper than Atlantis (yeah) I pray like a prayin mantis (yeah) It's all day (yeah!) Doc and Meth nigga (Red and Meth's in
t Roller Skate In A Buffalo Herd Lyrics for Album: All Time Greatest Hits Ya can't roller skate in a buffalo herd Ya can't roller skate in a buffalo herd
old days when the wheels went round and round Through a wagon trench I called this home Watching buffalo herds & windmills sway Watching buffalo herds & windmills sway Watching buffalo herds
Merle (die Elektrik) English translate: Herd (the electric) Blackbird
out of the land of shadows and darkness, we were returning Towards the morning light Almost in reach of places I knew Escaping the ghosts of Yesterday
(Radio talkback...) (Cheers) Well I'm left sitting here staring into a beer shaking my head at the same ol' loathing and fear Stranger in my own land