Roebuck Plains

It's ten-to-five on the Roebuck Plains In a high-vis shirt If they ever see me at the site again I'll be covered in their dirt Baby wanna carry the family name But baby's still gotta work I wanna love your better man But I can't pretend it doesn't hurt

Why Would you never write? When it gets dry I feel like I'm dying in Tom Price

Was it too much coffin cheating? Or were you broken by the war? This one's for Rob Seaton And all those broken by divorce Between the rubbish and the ravеns And always outside the law I ain't misbehaving I'm just moving north, yеah

Why Would you never write? When it gets dry I feel like I'm dying in Tom Price

Well, I took some work in Darwin Yeah, they paid me alright But the whales screamed Like children scream, I'll never sleep again at night Then Tracy was perfect But I could never tell her I saw her crying on the curb Without even a solitary umbrella

Why Would you never write? When it gets dry I feel like I'm dying in Tom Price Why Would you never write? (Write) When it gets dry I feel like I'm dying in Tom Price Dying in Tom Price Yeah, feel like I'm dying in Tom Price Dying in Tom Price Yeah