Luyện nghe bài hát Carrington Cabaret

Are you proud Australians wherever you are?
Beer in your and your elbow on the bar
All you people Darwin to the south
With your blue faded and a joint in your mouth

Young sophisticates the scene
At the Lion in your rolled up jeans
Something going on, we're all
Last night another pickininny

In the dirt gutters on the cold concrete
At the nightclub end of Street
Sit dusky ladies learning the rules
From drunks and traps and the hard school

Milky brown from drinking all day
Till time at the Carrington Cabaret
Down at the port a sick mum
Rings for a taxi but the taxi won't

It's probably too for us to understand
But two hundred ago we overran their land
Dreamtime's just a nightmare now, an sleep
Australia land of things to do have you got to weep

Oh our great free land of fire and
White man's wealth and black man's
You've got to be if you want to get in
the black man's country but the white man's in

Too utter for civilized man
them away in Arnhem Land
Shake head and say "That's that"
As you kick away the bottles on Pinky

It's too painful for us to understand
But two hundred ago we overran their land
Dreamtime's just a nightmare now, an sleep
land of things to do have you got time to weep