Banger goes another kangaroo on the bonnet of the van To see the lights from through the gaps in the land Maybe an aboriginal who's mistaken for a tree Tell you near him on the note of when the tree began to breathe To see the lights from through the gaps in the land Coming in with the golden light In the morning light Coming in with the golden light Is there no manner Coming in with the golden light It's my dead tavern Oh no To symbolise, keep alive, the territorial war See the lights from through the gaps in the land Embrace the race, the claim, the place and say We dig for ore or dangle dambles in a bottle And you push him from the pole in the bush See the lights from through the gaps in the land You'll find him in the road See the lights from south to west In the sun In the road And in with the golden light In the morning And in with the golden light With the golden We bring in the breaking Dig, dig, dig, dig In my world In my world Dig, dig, dig, dig Dig, dig, dig, dig See the lice run through the gums and the mouth You near him on the mountain away The tree begin to breathe Erase the race that claim the place And say we dig for all See the lice run through the gums and the mouth Dangle, dangles in a bottle And you push them from the pile of ash See the gums tent in the heart of the bush Bang goes another kangaroo They're on the bonnet on the van See the lice run through the gums and the mouth You find them in the road See the lice run through the gums and the mouth In the road In the heat In the bush In the heat In the bush In the bush In the bush