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Lucky Country

	作词 : Garrett, Hirst, Moginie ...
	Speed, and this
	There's a feeling i get when i look to the sun
	Love, it's so tough
	Cause it raises your hopes and then it makes you run
	We're all looking for a shorter day
	We're all looking for an easy way
	Even when the debts are dead and gone
	Down, the stairs
	And an eight mile drive waits for you to turn on
	Hear, the time clocks sing
	And the smoke in the distance reaches the eye line
	We're all working on a shorter day...
	No conversation as you go
	There's so much space the heat moves you
	Terracotta homes, backyard barbeque and eucalyptus smell
	It's fine on the clothes line
	It's fast food and slow life and red roof
	My silence, comic interruptions
	Surely there's some relief from atomic art
	And the fragile state of world events
	With clowns who love the kings and power and the mutant media babes
	Wanking on dreams and fashions and toilet paper flowers
	Don't talk to me in this backyard - it's clandestine, it's nuclear
	Smell of space and now forever i wanna go
	Straight down the exit eight mile attraction
	U-turn is up and the time clock sings lets go
	Lucky country
	Where the geckos are paid to live in the sun
	On and on there's a ribbon of road and a mile to spare
	Lucky country
	Lucky country
	(moginie/garrett/rotsey/hirst)

	zuò cí : Garrett, Hirst, Moginie ...
	Speed, and this
	There' s a feeling i get when i look to the sun
	Love, it' s so tough
	Cause it raises your hopes and then it makes you run
	We' re all looking for a shorter day
	We' re all looking for an easy way
	Even when the debts are dead and gone
	Down, the stairs
	And an eight mile drive waits for you to turn on
	Hear, the time clocks sing
	And the smoke in the distance reaches the eye line
	We' re all working on a shorter day...
	No conversation as you go
	There' s so much space the heat moves you
	Terracotta homes, backyard barbeque and eucalyptus smell
	It' s fine on the clothes line
	It' s fast food and slow life and red roof
	My silence, comic interruptions
	Surely there' s some relief from atomic art
	And the fragile state of world events
	With clowns who love the kings and power and the mutant media babes
	Wanking on dreams and fashions and toilet paper flowers
	Don' t talk to me in this backyard it' s clandestine, it' s nuclear
	Smell of space and now forever i wanna go
	Straight down the exit eight mile attraction
	Uturn is up and the time clock sings lets go
	Lucky country
	Where the geckos are paid to live in the sun
	On and on there' s a ribbon of road and a mile to spare
	Lucky country
	Lucky country
	moginie garrett rotsey hirst