Midnight Oil - Beds Are Burning
Some kids will have a hard time interpreting this song (could be the accent or the references Aussie locales). Make sure that you deal with the two issues that are dealt with in this song. That is, this song can be interpreted as an environmental song, however the main purpose of the song was to bring about land rights for Indigenous Australians.
Midnight Oil
BEDS ARE BURNING
Out where the river broke the blood wood and the desert oak
Holden wrecks and boiling diesels steam in forty-five degrees.
The time has come to say fair's fair
To pay the rent to pay our share.
The time has come a fact's a fact
It belongs to them let's give it back.
How can we dance when our earth is turning?
How do we sleep while our beds are burning?
How can we dance when our earth is turning?
How do we sleep while our beds are burning?
The time has come to say fair's fair
To pay the rent to pay our share.
Four wheels scare the cockatoos from Kintyre East to Yuendemu.
The western desert lives and breathes in forty-five degrees.
The time has come to say fair's fair . . .
How can we dance when our earth is turning? . . .
The time has come to say fair's fair . . .
How can we dance when our earth is turning?
How do we sleep while our beds are burning?
Midnight Oil
BEDS ARE BURNING
Out where the river broke the blood wood and the desert oak
Holden wrecks and boiling diesels steam in forty-five degrees.
The time has come to say fair's fair
To pay the rent to pay our share.
The time has come a fact's a fact
It belongs to them let's give it back.
How can we dance when our earth is turning?
How do we sleep while our beds are burning?
How can we dance when our earth is turning?
How do we sleep while our beds are burning?
The time has come to say fair's fair
To pay the rent to pay our share.
Four wheels scare the cockatoos from Kintyre East to Yuendemu.
The western desert lives and breathes in forty-five degrees.
The time has come to say fair's fair . . .
How can we dance when our earth is turning? . . .
The time has come to say fair's fair . . .
How can we dance when our earth is turning?
How do we sleep while our beds are burning?
