Hollow threats and a great adventure

So much business, towns in the dirt

Company cars and efficient Americans



Three black boys sit in the corner

White woman waiting to talk

Lots of intention but no understanding



If Ned Kelly was king

He'd make those robbers swing

He'd send them down



Out in the deadheart, tourists and cameras

Four wheel drives wreck, snapshots and slides

Follow the brochures but nothing's inside



Heavy machinery loud in the outback

Dreamtime developers they make all the sound

Where will we be when they leave us a quarry?



If Ned Kelly was king

He'd make those robbers swing

He'd send them down there

He'd make them stay

And we can hope

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