Burnie Lyrics
| Song | Burnie |
| Artist | Midnight Oil |
| Album | Place Without a Postcard |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Garrett, Moginie | |
| Brought up in a world of changes | |
| Part time cleaner in a holiday flat | |
| Stare out to sea at the ships at night | |
| No anaesthesia, i'm gonna work on it day to day | |
| No zephyr no light relief it seems | |
| But maybe it's a dream | |
| I'm lying back in a row of timber cases placed out | |
| On the dock with nightmare faces looking at me | |
| And i can see now, and i wanna be free now | |
| This is my home | |
| This is my sea | |
| Don't paint it with the future, of factories | |
| I want to stay, i feel okay | |
| There's nothing else as perfect | |
| I'll have my way | |
| Brought up in a world of changes | |
| Waste product, pedestrian, limb from limb | |
| Short changed by the surfing priest again | |
| Two children in the harbour | |
| They play their game stormwater drain | |
| Write their contract in the sand, it'll be gray for life | |
| But you can draw the blind | |
| But you can't stop the sun | |
| From shining on and on and getting you there | |
| Tide forever beckons you to leave | |
| But something holds you back | |
| It's not the promise of the swell or a girl | |
| Just a hope that someday someway it'll be okay | |
| So you stop and say | |
| This is my home | |
| This is my sea | |
| Don't paint it with the future of factories | |
| This is my life | |
| This is my right | |
| I'll make it what i want to | |
| I'll stay and i'll fight | |
| (moginie/garrett) |
| zuo ci : Garrett, Moginie | |
| Brought up in a world of changes | |
| Part time cleaner in a holiday flat | |
| Stare out to sea at the ships at night | |
| No anaesthesia, i' m gonna work on it day to day | |
| No zephyr no light relief it seems | |
| But maybe it' s a dream | |
| I' m lying back in a row of timber cases placed out | |
| On the dock with nightmare faces looking at me | |
| And i can see now, and i wanna be free now | |
| This is my home | |
| This is my sea | |
| Don' t paint it with the future, of factories | |
| I want to stay, i feel okay | |
| There' s nothing else as perfect | |
| I' ll have my way | |
| Brought up in a world of changes | |
| Waste product, pedestrian, limb from limb | |
| Short changed by the surfing priest again | |
| Two children in the harbour | |
| They play their game stormwater drain | |
| Write their contract in the sand, it' ll be gray for life | |
| But you can draw the blind | |
| But you can' t stop the sun | |
| From shining on and on and getting you there | |
| Tide forever beckons you to leave | |
| But something holds you back | |
| It' s not the promise of the swell or a girl | |
| Just a hope that someday someway it' ll be okay | |
| So you stop and say | |
| This is my home | |
| This is my sea | |
| Don' t paint it with the future of factories | |
| This is my life | |
| This is my right | |
| I' ll make it what i want to | |
| I' ll stay and i' ll fight | |
| moginie garrett |
| zuò cí : Garrett, Moginie | |
| Brought up in a world of changes | |
| Part time cleaner in a holiday flat | |
| Stare out to sea at the ships at night | |
| No anaesthesia, i' m gonna work on it day to day | |
| No zephyr no light relief it seems | |
| But maybe it' s a dream | |
| I' m lying back in a row of timber cases placed out | |
| On the dock with nightmare faces looking at me | |
| And i can see now, and i wanna be free now | |
| This is my home | |
| This is my sea | |
| Don' t paint it with the future, of factories | |
| I want to stay, i feel okay | |
| There' s nothing else as perfect | |
| I' ll have my way | |
| Brought up in a world of changes | |
| Waste product, pedestrian, limb from limb | |
| Short changed by the surfing priest again | |
| Two children in the harbour | |
| They play their game stormwater drain | |
| Write their contract in the sand, it' ll be gray for life | |
| But you can draw the blind | |
| But you can' t stop the sun | |
| From shining on and on and getting you there | |
| Tide forever beckons you to leave | |
| But something holds you back | |
| It' s not the promise of the swell or a girl | |
| Just a hope that someday someway it' ll be okay | |
| So you stop and say | |
| This is my home | |
| This is my sea | |
| Don' t paint it with the future of factories | |
| This is my life | |
| This is my right | |
| I' ll make it what i want to | |
| I' ll stay and i' ll fight | |
| moginie garrett |
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