"Beds Are Burning”

Out where the river broke

The bloodwood and the desert oak

Holden wrecks and boiling diesel

Steam in forty-five degrees

The time has come

To say fair's fair

To pay the rent

To pay our share

The time has come

A fact's a fact

It belongs to them

Let's give it back

How can we dance

When our earth is turning

How do we sleep

While our beds are burning

How can we dance

When our earth is turning

How do we sleep

While our beds are burning