| Song | Stars of Warburton |
| Artist | Midnight Oil |
| Album | Scream in Blue Live |
| 作词 : Garrett, Moginie | |
| I, I was, I was shaken down in a toy town | |
| He, He's out there | |
| You know it's Kennedy's shadow from White Cross to Michigan | |
| ATM's, are in the air, oh yeah machines they are spinning out everywhere | |
| The speaker is speaking | |
| Can you hear the sound | |
| The listener is listening as he hits the ground | |
| The medium or the message but there's no one around | |
| I couldn't believe | |
| I couldn't believe the stars of Warburton were waiting for me | |
| We were dancing, we were dancing on the plain | |
| We're looking through the window didn't see any buffalo there | |
| We got our pipe dreams, they went up in smoke dreams | |
| Burn it clean in the climate control, of your hypermark malls | |
| Don't wanna talk about Elvis Presley | |
| Don't wanna see his white shoes walking around | |
| And around and around over here | |
| The press baron's acting up the mainframes are down | |
| Newspapers crawling around on the ground | |
| The medium or the message still there's no one around | |
| I couldn't believe | |
| I couldn't believe the stars of Warburton were waiting for me | |
| Over the hills and mountains we go, so far, so far away | |
| For the ring of the axe on the ironbark, for the smell of the wallaby stew | |
| From the golden reefs to the sandstone cliffs | |
| Came the sheep of the Mallee plain | |
| The wind blew the soil to the Orient, we'll be shouting to the skies again | |
| I couldn't believe | |
| I couldn't believe the stars of Warburton were waiting for me | |
| I couldn't believe | |
| I couldn't believe the stars of Warburton were living in me | |
| Raining down on me, were washing down on me | |
| (Moginie/Garrett) |
| zuò cí : Garrett, Moginie | |
| I, I was, I was shaken down in a toy town | |
| He, He' s out there | |
| You know it' s Kennedy' s shadow from White Cross to Michigan | |
| ATM' s, are in the air, oh yeah machines they are spinning out everywhere | |
| The speaker is speaking | |
| Can you hear the sound | |
| The listener is listening as he hits the ground | |
| The medium or the message but there' s no one around | |
| I couldn' t believe | |
| I couldn' t believe the stars of Warburton were waiting for me | |
| We were dancing, we were dancing on the plain | |
| We' re looking through the window didn' t see any buffalo there | |
| We got our pipe dreams, they went up in smoke dreams | |
| Burn it clean in the climate control, of your hypermark malls | |
| Don' t wanna talk about Elvis Presley | |
| Don' t wanna see his white shoes walking around | |
| And around and around over here | |
| The press baron' s acting up the mainframes are down | |
| Newspapers crawling around on the ground | |
| The medium or the message still there' s no one around | |
| I couldn' t believe | |
| I couldn' t believe the stars of Warburton were waiting for me | |
| Over the hills and mountains we go, so far, so far away | |
| For the ring of the axe on the ironbark, for the smell of the wallaby stew | |
| From the golden reefs to the sandstone cliffs | |
| Came the sheep of the Mallee plain | |
| The wind blew the soil to the Orient, we' ll be shouting to the skies again | |
| I couldn' t believe | |
| I couldn' t believe the stars of Warburton were waiting for me | |
| I couldn' t believe | |
| I couldn' t believe the stars of Warburton were living in me | |
| Raining down on me, were washing down on me | |
| Moginie Garrett |