Truganini

	作词 : Hirst, Moginie
	There's a road train going nowhere
	Roads are cut, lines are down
	We'll be staying at the Roma bar
	Till that monsoon passes on
	The backbone of this country's broken
	The land is cracked and the land is sore
	Farmers are hanging on by their fingertips
	We cursed and stumbled across that shore
	I hear much support for the monarchy
	I hear the Union Jack's to remain,
	I see Namatjira in custody
	I see Truganini's in chains
	And the world won't stand still
	Blue collar work it don't get you nowhere
	You just go round and round in debt
	Somebody's got you on that treadmill, mate
	And I hope you're not beaten yet
	I hear much support for the monarchy
	I see the Union Jack in flames, let it burn
	I see Namatjira with dignity
	I see Truganini's in chains
	And the world won't stand still
	And the world won't stand still
	Chains...
	And the world won't stand still
	And the world won't stand still

	zuò cí : Hirst, Moginie
	There' s a road train going nowhere
	Roads are cut, lines are down
	We' ll be staying at the Roma bar
	Till that monsoon passes on
	The backbone of this country' s broken
	The land is cracked and the land is sore
	Farmers are hanging on by their fingertips
	We cursed and stumbled across that shore
	I hear much support for the monarchy
	I hear the Union Jack' s to remain,
	I see Namatjira in custody
	I see Truganini' s in chains
	And the world won' t stand still
	Blue collar work it don' t get you nowhere
	You just go round and round in debt
	Somebody' s got you on that treadmill, mate
	And I hope you' re not beaten yet
	I hear much support for the monarchy
	I see the Union Jack in flames, let it burn
	I see Namatjira with dignity
	I see Truganini' s in chains
	And the world won' t stand still
	And the world won' t stand still
	Chains...
	And the world won' t stand still
	And the world won' t stand still