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Midnight Oil Place Without A Postcard Guinella Holiday The bar was crowded in the arvo din and the voices got higher and higher For the man at the back with the tickets in his hat, He would have to do more than aspire to A place with some light on the sand near a beach, A place near some green running water Place on the hill with a view of the sea And the cooking was done by his daughter If the guinella comes in today If the guinella comes in today The day is late and the race is run A full week's wages, and the lot's been done The meeting is over and the crowd has thinned In the game of chance the dice has rolled its spin Another long week, lady luck makes it plain His dreams and his hopes are dashed in vain In the final shout as they call his name His tickets lie like scattered leaves out on that asphalt plain If the guinella comes in today If the guinella comes in today Looking around for the moment thats right Lottery life well, the numbers are tight As they try one more pull on the handle too late He thinks of what could be, it sticks in his throat If the guinella comes in today If the guinella comes in today ----------------------------------------------------------- |
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