Well, I've been on a long road trip
I parked my car and here I sit
Eating my lunch, Vegemite sandwich
Can of Coke and box of chips
And there you, are in my mind
In the servo, wasting time
And here I am, wishing I had sunscreen
My face is red, and the trees are so green
When I get home, I'll make my bed
I'll clean my clothes and think in my head
To about your songs and what they mean
And if you ever write about me
And I hope that one day you will find peace
I'll read the news, you'll forget about me
The very first article says the world is fine
You will laugh, and I will sigh
But here I am, eating my lunch
I read the news, it packs a punch
Pictures of drunks pissed on Australia Day
An Elder cries, "They took the land away"
And there's Mr Dutton, spitting his words
Spewing his hatred, he brings out the worst
In this poor country, invaded lands
But what can I do, but think of your hands
Holding mine? Waiting in line
Waiting for some way to waste our time
And take our minds away from all these things
A young boy sleeps behind a wheelie bin
I've been waiting
I have been waiting
I have been waiting
I've been waiting
I have been waiting
I have been waiting
I've been waiting
I've been waiting
I've been waiting
I have been waiting
I have been waiting
I've been waiting
I have been waiting
I have been waiting
I have been waiting
I've been waiting
I have been waiting
I have been waiting
