Luyện nghe bài hát Carrington Cabaret

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

Young making the scene
At the Lion Hotel in rolled up jeans
Something going on, we're all
Last night another died

In the filled gutters on the cold concrete
At the nightclub end of Street
Sit dusky young learning the rules
From drunks and and the hard knocks school

Milky eyes from drinking all day
it's time at the Carrington Cabaret
Down at the a sick black mum
Rings for a but the taxi won't come

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 time to

Oh our great land of fire and rain
White man's wealth and man's pain
got to be white if you want to get in
It's the black man's but the white man's in

Too distasteful for civilized man
Hide them in Arnhem Land
your 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 years ago we overran their
Dreamtime's just a now, an alcohol sleep
Australia of things to do have you got time to weep