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