I didn't realise this song was as political as it is.. I just thought he was an amazing dancer.

the time has come.to say fair's fair.to pay our rent.to pay our share

he became a politician too.

truganini was meant to be the last tasmanian aboriginal? someone google the lyrics, i dunno.

How do we sleep when our beds are freezing?!

Dun Dun DUN!

Out where the river broke
The bloodwood 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, now
To pay our share
Four wheels scare the c*ckatoos
From Kintore East to Yuendemu
The western desert lives and breathes
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, now
To pay our share
The time has come
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
We'r gonna give it back
How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning

What or who is truganini?

Truganini (c. 1812 8 May 1876) was a woman widely considered to be the last full blood Aboriginal Tasmanian.
When Lieutenant-Governor George Arthur arrived in Van Diemen's Land in 1824, he implemented two policies to deal with the growing conflict between settlers and the Aborigines. First, bounties were awarded for the capture of Aboriginal adults and children, and secondly an effort was made to establish friendly relations with Aborigines in order to lure them into camps. The campaign began on Bruny Island where there had been fewer hostilities than in other parts of Tasmania.

baboomchhhchhhbabababat-t-t-t-t (that's that drummy bit)

I'm gonna go with ''not so well''

Truganini was born in 1812[4] on Bruny Island, south of the Tasmanian capital Hobart, and separated from the Tasmanian mainland by the D'Entrecasteaux Channel.[1] She was a daughter of Mangana, Chief of the Bruny Island people. Her name was the word her tribe used to describe the grey saltbush Atriplex cinerea.[5] Before she was 18, her mother had been killed by whalers, her first fiance had died while saving her from abduction, and in 1828, her two sisters, Lowhenunhue and Maggerleede, had been abducted and taken to Kangaroo Island, off South Australia and sold as slaves.

There's a road train going nowhere
Roads are cut, lines are down
We'll be staying at the Roma Bar
Till that monsoon passes on

The backbone of this country's broken
The land is cracked and the land is sore
Farmers are hanging on by their fingertips
We cursed and stumbled across that shore

I hear much support for the monarchy
I hear the Union Jack's to remain
I see Namatjira in custody
I see Truganini's in chains

And the world it won't stand still

Blue collar work it don't get you nowhere
You just go round and round in debt
Somebody's got you on that treadmill, mate
And I hope you're not beaten yet

I hear much support for the monarchy
I see the Union Jack in flames, let it burn
I see Namatjira with dignity
I see Truganini's in chains

these two songs really sound almost identical :/

poor b****rd

I love Gurrumul's music.he's a great aboriginal singer

i think mum has something on her fridge about gurrumul.. if he is the bling guy i'm thinking of.

Stories like this make me angry and sad in equal parts ......it is a vile way to treat people

Makes me proud

at one place they just herded a whole tribe of them off a cliff, not more than an 8 hour drive from here actually.