Bang'' goes another Kanga
  On the bonnet of the van
  (See the light ram through the gaps in the land)
  Many an Aborigine's mistaken for a tree'Til you near him on the motorway
  The tree begin to breathe
  (See the light ram through the gaps in the land)
  Coming in with the golden light in the morning
  Coming in with the golden light is the New Man
  Coming in with the golden light in my dented van
  Woomera
  CHORUS:
  DRE - A - M - T - I - ME
  The civilised keep alive the territorial war
  (See the light ram through the gaps in the land)
  Erase the race that claim the place
  And say we dig for Ore
  Or dangle Devils in a bottle
  And push them from the Pull Of The Bush
  (See the light ram through the gaps in the land)You find them in the road
  (See the light bounce off the rocks to the sand)In the road
  Coming in with the golden light - in the morning
  Coming in with the golden light - with no warning
  Coming in with the golden light - we bring in the rigging
  Dig, dig, dig away
  CHORUS
  M-M-Many an Aborigine's mistaken for a tree
  (See the light ram through the gaps in the land)
  You near him on the motorway, the tree begin to breathe
  Erase the race that claim the place and say we dig for Ore
  (See the light ram through the gaps in the land)Dangle Devils in a bottle
  and push them from the Pull Of The Bush(See the sun set in the hand of the man)
  ``Bang'' goes another Kanga on the bonnet of the van
  (See the light ram through the gaps in the land)You find them in the road
  In the road(See the light)Pull of the Bush
  (See the light bounce off the rocks to the sand)
  Push them from the - Pull of the Bush
  See the sun set in the hand of the man