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Song «The Great Southern Mix» von Icehouse.
Fakten
Veröffentlichungsdaten: 1994 (Album)
Label: Massive 13142
Songwriter Iva Davies
Produktion: Iva Davies & Keith Forsey & Bill Laswell
Genre: Newpop - Artpop - Newromantic
Annotationen
16-minütiger Remix mit Aborigines-Gesang, Mitmusiker: Bernie Worrell (Ex-Funkadelic) und Buckethead.
Personen und Querverweise
Icehouse
Iva Davies
Iva Davies
Keith Forsey
Bill Laswell
Lyrics
Standing at the limit of an endless ocean stranded like a runaway, lost at sea city on a rainy day down in the harbour watching as the grey clouds shadow the bay looking everywhere 'cause I had to find you this is not the way that i remember it here anyone will tell you its a prisoner island hidden in the summer for a million years Great Southern Land, burned you black So you look into the land and it will tell you a story story 'bout a journey ended long ago listen to the motion of the wind in the mountains maybe you can hear them talking like I do ". . they're gonna betray you, they're gonna forget you are you gonna let them take you over that way . ." Great Southern Land, Great Southern Land you walk alone, like a primitive man and they make it work, with sticks and bones see their hungry eyes, its a hungry home I hear the sound of the stranger's voices I see their hungry eyes, their hungry eyes Great Southern Land, Great Southern Land they burned you black, black against the ground Standing at the limit of an endless ocean stranded like a runaway, lost at sea city on a rainy day down in the harbour watching as the grey clouds shadow the bay looking everywhere 'cause I had to find you this is not the way that i remember it here anyone will tell you its a prisoner island hidden in the summer for a million years Great Southern Land, in the sleeping sun you walk alone with the ghost of time they burned you black, black against the ground and they make it work with rocks and sand I hear the sound of the stanger's voices I see their hungry eyes, their hungry eyes Great Southern Land, Great Southern Land you walk alone, like a primitive man you walk alone with the ghost of time and they burned you black yeah, they burned you black Great Southern Land