GLOBAL MIDI CATALOG NUMBER GM0404
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THIS IS AUSTRALIA (SOUNDS OF THEN).
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RECORDED BY GANGgajang.
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WRITTEN BY CALLAHAN.
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FROM CD - THE ESSENTIAL GANGGAJANG.
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SHOCK RECORDS.
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I THINK I HEAR THE SOUNDS OF THEN, AND PEOPLE TALKING,
SEEM TO RECALL, MY MIND NEEDS MOVEMENT.
OF THE SONGS THAT FALL, FROM THE BACKING TAPE.
A CERTAIN TEXTURE, THAT CERTAIN SMELL.
YOU LYE IN SWEAT, ON FAMILIAR SHEETS,
IN GOOD VENEER ON FINANCED BEDS,
IN A ROOM, WITH SILENT HARDY FIXTURES,
A CERTAIN TEXTURE, THAT CERTAIN SMELL.
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THAT BRINGS HOME THE HEADY DAYS,
BRINGS HOME THE NIGHT TIME SWELL.
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OUT ON THE PATIO, WE SIT.
AND THE HUMIDITY, WE BREATHE.
WE WATCH THE LIGHTNING, CRACK OVER THE CANE FIELDS,
AND LAUGH AND THINK, THIS IS AUSTRALIA.
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THE BLOCK IS AWKWARD, IT FACES WEST,
LONG, DIAGONAL, FULL SALT BED TOO,
AND IN THE DISTANCE, THROUGH THE HEAT HAZE,
IN CONVOYS OF SILENCE THE CATTLE GRAZE.
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THAT CERTAIN TEXTURE, THAT CERTAIN BEAT,
BRINGS FORTH THE NIGHT TIME HEAT.
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OUT ON THE PATIO, WE SIT.
AND THE HUMIDITY, WE BREATHE.
WE WATCH THE LIGHTNING, CRACK OVER THE CANE FIELDS,
LAUGH AND THINK, THIS IS AUSTRALIA.
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	SOLO
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YOU LYE IN SWEAT, ON FAMILIAR SHEETS,
AND BREAK VENEER ON FINANCED BEDS,
IN A ROOM, OF SILENT HARDY FLEX ,
A CERTAIN TEXTURE, THAT CERTAIN SMELL.
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THAT BRINGS HOME THE HEADY DAYS,
BRINGS FORTH THE NIGHT TIME SWELL.
:
OUT ON THE PATIO, WE SIT.
AND THE HUMIDITY, WE BREATHE.
WE WATCH THE LIGHTNING, CRACK OVER CANE FIELDS,
AND LAUGH AND THINK, THIS IS AUSTRALIA.
OUT ON THE PATIO, WE SIT.
AND THE HUMIDITY, WE BREATHE.
WE WATCH THE LIGHTNING, CRACK OVER CANE FIELDS,
AND LAUGH AND THINK, THIS IS AUSTRALIA.
THIS IS AUSTRALIA.
THIS IS AUSTRALIA.
THIS IS AUSTRALIA.
THIS IS AUSTRALIA.
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	SOLO
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Friday, March 15, 1996




 
 
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