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WHAT COUNTRY IS (Sketch)

from SKETCHES by Bobby Longstaff

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Written, recorded and uploaded on a Friday.

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you cut the top off that hill where I used to run,
and filled in the gully where black snakes used to sun,
pulled down that old shed that looked like the land,
and the old milkers cottage and a place for your helipad,
and I heard that your moneys a hole in the ground,
We all know your here flying your choppers around
and I saw you comin' years and miles away
wish I'd bought that old field where I used to play
when you unpack bags when you arrive, you've brought everything you where leaving behind
and to me the stock markets and shares are a myth, but I've always known what country is,


and the hippies and farmers reached co-habitation
but then you yuppies came and screwed with the equation
and it used to be dark, and seen from afar
but the lights on driveway are killing the stars
and where there was silence so soft serene
you seem to find peace on your mowing machine
on your hobby farm to impress your wife
and you've landscaped the dam to an inch of its life,
When you unpack your bags I'm sure you will find,you brought everything you where leaving behind,
and I never known how to spin gold out of piss, I've always known what country is,

oh and I figured it out it took me twenty years,
you wanna get rich, just lend me your ears,
and wallets will open and purses will purge,
as I tell you the secret haven't you heard,
just find different ways to sell the same shit,
and make it all shiny and millions will buy it
there's a place by the door where leaving your scruples
is common like screwing the land and the people
and if you still don't quite get it, or don't have the time
any dip-shit can go work in a mine,
and when you realize, the Australian dream
you'll be standing on the bones of land thats been screaming, screaming
just leave me alone, and fuck off back home,or back to the caves and your trees and your stones
you've gotten so smart you can only get dumb so fuck your ambition and your opposable thumbs,

look, all are welcome here, I'm not such a bad bloke
but you've laid too much concrete and your helicopters a joke
and when you look around, I'm sure you will find, you've brought everything you were supposed to leave behind and I've never known which arses to kiss, but I've always known what country is..

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from SKETCHES, released January 2, 2013

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