Luyện nghe bài hát The Last Frontier

There's a corrugated highway Leading north from Augusta
with ratted cars that didn't rate a tow
The Salt plains out of Pimba And your eyes begin to
On to Kingoonya huddled dusty by the
Romantic notions shattered Like the tyres didn't hack it
This has got to be the last frontier
a sports car's next to useless Running cattle grids and river beds
We drove a van from

Someone mentioned And kiss your job goodbye
Just to see the country through the windscreen
Drinking beer, telling While laughter filled the night
And flexi-time's behind you a bad dream

You got a flat on Anzac And Lawson on your shelf
Its a Southern Comfort, air-conditioned
Where a homestead's more just a cheap print Dangling from a wall
And mateship's more than upon a page

We looking for Australia In between the TV lines
'Cause the ABC just couldn't make it
Colour documentary From a beanbag on the
Never shows as much as it

A stark and blistered Alice Springs And a river runs with
And you wipe the sheets of bulldust your eyes
Another country's uniform And the mirage it apart
To the open gap the truth and lies

Go and see your country, mate The agents scream
Politicians sell it's heart for a past-time
Signs and fences Hold the land where I belong
It's as if I'm in the outback for the last