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Sail To You - Men at Work
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Sail To You Men at Work

Sail To You - Men at Work
Now there is this place
With so much space
It's at the bottom of the world
So it lay unspoiled

Wind and rain, hurricane
And the blackman reigned
Till the white man came

They sailed to you
Sail to you

People talk there
And they talk here
About the new world
They say its the last frontier
But its so one dimension
I feel apprehension
And you can't disguise
The condescension

I sail to you
I sail to you

Dear old England had a mind
Around that time
'Cause they had a few problems with
The rising crime
Wouldn't lose our head
If you stole a loaf of bread
You got a one way ticket
To Australia instead
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