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It's a long hot road from Adelaide to Lincoln when the radiator's hissing steam My heart's beating time to the front-end shake and I got my lights stuck on high beam The K-Mart carpark in Whyalla's just a flat cracked concrete void They don't sell many swimming pools with so many unemployed And there's Lear jets over Kulgera Where the dust dances in the heat Sing a song for the poor young little rich country As they buy it from under our feet And LTDs in Hawker And talk of a tracking base Talking mineral yields in uranium fields And looking like they own the place Bundra's just a one-pub town they've got a horse by the only tree Rooms are cheap, you get beer on Sundays and they don't need locks and keys The confederate drank his Bourbon straight said "I've came from Mobile" He said "You keep your blacks and your taxes down investment's so ideal" And there's Lear jets over Kulgera Where the dust dances in the heat Sing a song for the poor young little rich country As they buy it from under our feet And LTDs in Hawker And talk of a tracking base Talking mineral yields in uranium fields Letras de cancionesAnd looking like they own the place Fairchild, Du-Pont, Levi StraussUnion Carbide, Westinghouse Comalco, Exxon, Remington Utah, Santos, IBM SKF for North Rock pride Mitsubishi, ICI Goodyear, Mobil, Davis Press GM Roach, CBS In the upper Flinders the lone Range Rover come from Con-Zinc Rio Tint He had a bound prospectus in a leather briefcase and a snow job in fine print Carte blanche from the mines department in a letter on a lambswool seat The geiger counter sings of countless prizes at the depth of a hundred feet And there's Lear jets over Kulgera Where the dust dances in the heat Sing a song for the poor young little rich country As they buy it from under our feet And LTDs in Hawker And talk of a tracking base Talking mineral yields in uranium fields And looking like they own the place. From Letras Mania