Bullroarer — текст песни (midnight oil)

In the desert in the dry
Before the breaking of the rain
The temperature in the shade
Had reached a hundred and ten again

In the desert in the dry
On the overland telegraph line
Don`t take the law into your own hands
Don`t go looking for a fight

I`ve heard the bullroarers

In the desert in the dry
Sun sits so high
Long day`s mile and the
Radio crackles and the bones bleached white

It`s a knock-em-down storm
See the tin roof shake
Wild dog howls and the long grass
Whistles and the tall trees break

I`ve seen the wild horses
I`ve heard the bullroarers
I`ve seen the wild horses

Shifting sand and broken plans
Lead me on to my homeland