| Song | Koala Sprint - Remastered Version |
| Artist | Midnight Oil |
| Album | Head Injuries |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Garrett, Moginie, Rotsey | |
| And out from the echoes of the night | |
| Concrete caverns catch the sky and hold the stars to ransom | |
| A thousand dreams it's getting late | |
| Thousand runners standing still | |
| I can smell the sand and sea again | |
| I've had enough away | |
| City times down down | |
| I've got to go | |
| Lord don't let me wait | |
| Stay low | |
| 'cause i'm going up north again | |
| It's a long way from chatswood to the top of the gulf | |
| I'll be hitching pacific when the morning sun's up | |
| It's mile after mile on the long coast road | |
| Smell of frangipani ocean sky blue | |
| But i'm sick of seeing those beer can caravans | |
| I'm getting even sicker of the thong drive-in | |
| I'm feeling worse and worse at the chiko locallo | |
| And the pubs all close at ten | |
| Summer sun's got me stopping | |
| Summer sun's got me trying | |
| I'm waiting round for those waves and days | |
| I hope it never ends | |
| Well there's a new world bricking in the old world charm | |
| Suburbs highway pass cicada-coloured farms | |
| Buy a car, sell a car, lead a car away | |
| 20 hours to brisbane on night prowl play | |
| 20 hours to brisbane...where's brisbane... | |
| (garrett/moginie/rotsey) |
| zuo ci : Garrett, Moginie, Rotsey | |
| And out from the echoes of the night | |
| Concrete caverns catch the sky and hold the stars to ransom | |
| A thousand dreams it' s getting late | |
| Thousand runners standing still | |
| I can smell the sand and sea again | |
| I' ve had enough away | |
| City times down down | |
| I' ve got to go | |
| Lord don' t let me wait | |
| Stay low | |
| ' cause i' m going up north again | |
| It' s a long way from chatswood to the top of the gulf | |
| I' ll be hitching pacific when the morning sun' s up | |
| It' s mile after mile on the long coast road | |
| Smell of frangipani ocean sky blue | |
| But i' m sick of seeing those beer can caravans | |
| I' m getting even sicker of the thong drivein | |
| I' m feeling worse and worse at the chiko locallo | |
| And the pubs all close at ten | |
| Summer sun' s got me stopping | |
| Summer sun' s got me trying | |
| I' m waiting round for those waves and days | |
| I hope it never ends | |
| Well there' s a new world bricking in the old world charm | |
| Suburbs highway pass cicadacoloured farms | |
| Buy a car, sell a car, lead a car away | |
| 20 hours to brisbane on night prowl play | |
| 20 hours to brisbane... where' s brisbane... | |
| garrett moginie rotsey |
| zuò cí : Garrett, Moginie, Rotsey | |
| And out from the echoes of the night | |
| Concrete caverns catch the sky and hold the stars to ransom | |
| A thousand dreams it' s getting late | |
| Thousand runners standing still | |
| I can smell the sand and sea again | |
| I' ve had enough away | |
| City times down down | |
| I' ve got to go | |
| Lord don' t let me wait | |
| Stay low | |
| ' cause i' m going up north again | |
| It' s a long way from chatswood to the top of the gulf | |
| I' ll be hitching pacific when the morning sun' s up | |
| It' s mile after mile on the long coast road | |
| Smell of frangipani ocean sky blue | |
| But i' m sick of seeing those beer can caravans | |
| I' m getting even sicker of the thong drivein | |
| I' m feeling worse and worse at the chiko locallo | |
| And the pubs all close at ten | |
| Summer sun' s got me stopping | |
| Summer sun' s got me trying | |
| I' m waiting round for those waves and days | |
| I hope it never ends | |
| Well there' s a new world bricking in the old world charm | |
| Suburbs highway pass cicadacoloured farms | |
| Buy a car, sell a car, lead a car away | |
| 20 hours to brisbane on night prowl play | |
| 20 hours to brisbane... where' s brisbane... | |
| garrett moginie rotsey |