.This land is barren and broken.
Scarred like the face of the moon.
Our tongue is no longer spoken,
The towns all around facing ruin.
Will there be work in New Brunswick?
Or will I find gold in the Cape?
If I tunnel way down to Australia,
Oh will I ever escape?
Where there.
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