King of the Mountain Midnight Oil

Walking through the high dry grass
Pushing my way through slow
Yellow belly black snake
Sleeping on a red rock
Waiting for the stranger to go

Sugar train stops at the crossing
Cane cockies cursing below
Bad storm coming
Better run to the top of the mountain

Mountain in the shadow of light
(Rain in the valley below)
Mountain in the shadow of light
(Rain in the valley...)

Well, you can say you're Peter
Say you're Paul
Don't put me up on your bedroom wall
Call me, king of the mountain

Blacksmith fires up the bellows
Cane cutters burning the load
Workers of the world
Run to the top of the mountain