The Dead Heart

We don't serve your country Don't serve your king Know your custom, don't speak your tongue White man came took everyone We don't serve your country Don't serve your king White man listen to the songs we sing White man came took everything We carry in our hearts the true country And that cannot be stolen We follow in the steps of our ancestry And that cannot be broken We don't need protection Don't need your land Keep your promise on, where we stand We will listen we'll understand Mining companies, pastoral companies Uranium companies, collected companies Got more right than people Got more say than people Forty thousand years can make a difference To the state of things, the dead heart lives here