Текст песни Midnight Oil - Quinella Holiday
Midnight Oil - Quinella Holiday слова песни
The bar was crowded in the arvo din and the voices got higher and higherFor the man at the back with the tickets in his hat,He would have to do more than aspire toA place with some light on the sand near a beach,A place near some green running waterPlace on the hill with a view of the seaAnd the cooking was done by his daughterIf the quinella comes in todayIf the quinella comes in todayThe day is late and the race is runA full weeks wages and the lots been done`Cos the meeting is over and the crowd has thinnedAnother long week, lady luck makes it plainHis dreams and hopes are dashed in vainIn the final shout as they call his nameHis tickets lie like scattered leaves out on that asphalt plainLooking around for the moment that`s rightLottery life well, the numbers are tightAs they try one more pull on the handle too lateHe thinks of what could be it sticks in his threadIf the quinella comes in todayIf the quinella comes in today