Original lyrics

EN

You come home broken Bruised on the inside Nothing left Dead-eyed, dazed and confused You’re working for the man To play with Uncle Sam Cost ten grand for your band That’s a hand ya gonna lose Well, the saints were stranded Lindy, grant and Robert Had to go between Just to be heard Australians in London Making do with nothing Oh, yeah, the wide open road What I got and what I don’t gotta Our giant’s have to bend Just to make the ends meet Let’s hope Uncle Archie Can pay the rent Tyranny of distance Proving our existence Buried country culture’s shallow grave On this fatal shore Forgotten and ignored Crabs in a bucket Maggots in a sore We’re all from down under Where no-one hears our thunder Signing shitty deals just to make it work What I got and what I don’t gotta do