- Votes:
 - Composers:
 - Robert Hirst
 - Peter Garrett
 - James Moginie
 
- See also:
 
Midnight Oil - Bells & Horns in The Back of Beyond lyrics
The southern aurora was late again
 As I waited at central to take you home
 Winking, spinning, sparkling lights on our flat earth
 You talked about the old groundling ways
 Where the suburbs summer
 Play in wrinkled sand and
 Never, never, never neverland
 I get home, I see them, I drive down
 I look out, I see those lines
 And lines and lines of swell and smilesMidnight Oil - Bells & Horns in The Back of Beyond - http://motolyrics.com/midnight-oil/bells-and-horns-in-the-back-of-beyond-lyrics.html
 Coolangatta, what's the matter?
 Paradise, it's a surfer's world
 And flashing lights and real estate
 With one last wave ah, get up and run
 'Cause there's a beach lies quiet near the open sea
 And a car park lay stretched where the bindis used to be
 When will I be yours?
 When will I be mine?
 When will I be yours?
 When will I be mine?








