 Bells And Horns In The Back Of Beyond lyrics ( Midnight Oil )   
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Artist : Midnight Oil
Song : Bells And Horns In The Back Of Beyond
The Southern Aurora was late again
As I waited
at central to take you home
Winking spinning
sparkling lights on our flat earth
You talk
about the old groundling ways
Where the
suburbs summer pulse and play in wrinkled sand
and
never never never neverland
I get home
I see them drive down
I look out and see those
lines and lines and lines of swell
and
smiles
Coolangatta, what's the
matter?
Paradise, it's a surfer's world and
flashing lights and real
estate
With one
last wave
Ahhh, get up and run
'Cause
there's a beach lies quiet near the open
sea
And a carpark lay streched where the
bindis used to be
When will I be yours
When
will I be mine
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