"Bang" goes another Kanga
on the bonnet of the van
See the lights ram through the gaps in the land
Many an Aborigine's mistaken for a tree
'til you near him on the motorway
The tree begin to breathe
(See the lights ram through the gaps in the land)
Coming in with the golden light in the morning
Coming in with the golden light is the New Man
Coming in with the golden light is my dented van

DREAMTIME

The civilized keep alive the territorial war
See the lights ram through the gaps in the land
Erase the race that claim the place
And say we dig for ore
or dangle Devils in a bottle
And push them from the Pull Of The Bush
See the lights ram through the gaps in the land
You find them in the road
See the lights bounce of the rocks to the sand
In the road
Coming in with the golden light - in the morning
Coming in with the golden light - with no warning
Coming in with the golden light - we bring in the rigging
Dig, dig, dig away

DREAMTIME

Many an Aborigine's mistaken for a tree
You near him on the motorway, the tree begin to breathe
Erase the race that claim the place and say we dig for ore
See the lights ram through the gaps in the land
Dangle Devils in a bottle and push them from the Pull Of The Bush
See the sun set in the hand of the man
"Bang" goes another Kanga on the bonnet of the van
See the lights ram through the gaps in the land
You find them in the road, In the road
See the light - Pull Of The Bush
See the lights bounce of the rocks to the sand
Push them from the - Pull Of The Bush
See the sun set in the hand of the man