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Lyrics:
 In the golden age of steam
There lived a beauty queen
Roamin' around the countryside
She was a driver's dream.
Workin' days and workin' nights
Up before the sun
They all tried hard to get aboard
Thirty-eight o one.

The queen of all the fleet
The railway's pride and joy
To ride upon the footplate
Was the dream of every boy.
As she went roarin' by
on another express run
Everyone would turn their heads for
Thirty-eight o one.

Ah thirty-eight o one
You stood the test you're still the best
You just keep rollin' on.

Bound from Sydney town
The black smoke rollin' higher
Across the Hawkesbury river
To Newcastle on the flier.
Over the great divide
On the Central Western run
On the Southern Line right on time went 
Thirty-eight o one.

But your greatest feat
Was steamin' across the nation
All the crowds would gather round
At every country station.
On the standard gauge
Westward to the sun
Across to Perth and back again went
Thirty-eight o one.

Ah thirty-eight o one
You stood the test you're still the best
You just keep rollin' on.

The days of steam have been and gone
But some remember well
That big green flash as she went by
Had such a tale to tell.
And now she's back upon the tracks
She just keeps rollin' on
She beat the rest she's still the best
Thirty-eight o one.

Ah thirty-eight o one
You stood the test you're still the best
You just keep rollin' on.

3801

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Lyrics:
Oh it's all for me job,
Me bloody, bloody job,
Just to make the boss an extra dollar,
Since the award’s been done away,
They’ve cut me leave and cut me pay,
Now the family and me must live in squalor.

Where is me wife,
Me lovely, lovely wife ,
Just to make the boss an extra dollar,
Working seven days a week,
You know we hardly ever meet,
Maybe I’ll catch up with her tomorrow.

Where are me kids,
Me lovely, lovely kids,
Just to make the boss an extra dollar,
Since the last I saw them play,
They’ve grown up and moved away,
If you come across them kindly will you holler?

Chorus
I'm sick in the head
And I haven't been to bed,
The doctor says I ought to take more slumber,
But if I say I won’t work back,
Then I’ll get the bloody sack,
Then across the Western Deserts I must wander.

This land we used to know
As the land of the fair go,
All gone to make the boss an extra dollar,
But now in union we will fight
‘Til we’ve won back every right,
Then we’ll never need no more to live in squalor.

Oh it's all for me job,
Me bloody, bloody job,
Just to make the boss an extra dollar,
But now in union we will fight
‘Til we’ve won back every right,
Then we’ll never need no more to live in squalor.

All For Me Job

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Lyrics:
Oh, I must be in the Axis of Evil
Cause I don't like Bush's dirty little war.
And I don't like how he runs his economy
The way he ignores all his poor.
And I don't like how he treats the environment
He won't even sign the Kyoto accord.
Oh, I must be in the Axis of Evil x3
And this is just an oil patch war.

My friends are in the Axis of Evil
They organize against his friends up here
They don't like his pro-war propaganda
And all immigrants being subject to fear
And they think the economy's for all the people
Not just folks to whom profits are so dear
Oh, my friends are in the Axis of E - vil x 3
And they think that all capitalists are weird.

So, come join us in the Axis of Evil,
We'll help you see the world as a whole.
We'll show you all your friends are his enemies,
And his enemies are not what we been told.
We'll teach you how to really be an axis:
It's a pivot that helps things start to roll.
So, I love it in the Axis of E - vil x3
And this is just an oil patch war

Oh, I must be in the Axis of Evil
Cause I don't like Bush's dirty little war.
And I don't like how he runs his economy
The way he ignores all his poor.
And I don't like how he treats the environment
He won't even sign the Kyoto accord.
Oh, I must be in the Axis of E - vil
My friends are in the Axis of E - vil
Oh, I love it in the Axis of E - vil
I'm gonna stay in the Axis of E - vil
I'm gonna run the Axis of E - vil
And this is just an oil patch war.

The Smell of money

Axis of Evil

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Lyrics:
I remember the day I was no more than a boy
Working in an oxide plant at the back of North Fitzroy
Bert Gilchrist told the gaffer because Bert Gilchrist had the clout
He said, "They've given Gough the bullet and the lads are walking out"

And we walked right off that job while the gaffer held the door
And watched it on the telly in a TV rental store
It was one hell of a situation, the kind you just can't gauge
There was Gough on the steps of parliament house saying now maintain the rage

Chorus
In the year of the double dissolution
Drinking in the streets gave way to doubt
Australia voted in a revolution
Then stood back and let the fat cats push it out

There was violence in the air as I walked back home that night
Everyone you'd meet was getting ready for the fight
Saying "If they're out for trouble then trouble's what they'll get
We started out a colony do they think we're a colony yet?"

But as the weeks went by the anger turned to mild relief
Locks were freed like magic and I watched in disbelief
To see a scam so blatent so jacked up and full of holes
And the people in their thousands endorsed it at the polls

Some said they had it coming some were closer to the mark
Who spoke about conspiracy sinister and dark
But history records it and the story will be read
How we let them take democracy and stand it on its head

The Complete Works

Ballad Of 1975

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Lyrics:
Ginger Goodwin is a name you don't often hear or see.
They don't say a word about him in our country's history.
He was a labour leader and he wouldn't go to war.
"While the army breaks our strikes at home, its strikers I'll fight for."

In Trail back in the summer of 1917.
Ginger fought against conscription even though he was class D.
But when he led a miners' strike to spread the eight hour day
Conscription checked him out again and found he was class A.

Ginger hid from cops and soldiers in the hills near Cumberland.
Miners brought him food and sheltered him, they knew he was their friend.
So the bosses hired special cops when their power was at stake.
Dan Campbell murdered Goodwin at the head of Comox Lake.

The whole damn town of Cumberland turned out for the funeral hike.
Vancouver's workers shut her down for a one day general strike.
Soldiers back from foreign wars then attacked the labour hall.
Both the bosses and the workers knew who caused the Czar's downfall.

You can still see Ginger's grave along the road to Cumberland.
He didn't win no medals and no one understands.
Don't tell me that a hero has to die in foreign lands.
We lost heroes here in labour's wars and they all had dirty hands.

Richard von Fuchs

Ballad of Ginger Goodwin

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Lyrics:
 1891 in Barcaldine was the year of the great shearers' strike
1891 in Barcaldine well they put up one hell of a fight
Well she'll be shore union or she won't be shore at all
We'll stand together proud and tall
In Barcaldine in 1891

Well under a ghost gum the shearers took shade
And there the meetings and movements were made
They made a vow that they'd never be slaves
In Barcaldine in 1891

And the strike went on for many months
There were 500 shearers camped out in the mud
The army came in to protect the scabs and grubs
In Barcaldine in 1891

And the strike was broke and life went on
And they jailed 13 unionists though they did nothing wrong
And out of that strike grew the roots of the Australian Labor Party
Trying to give a voice to the workers of a sunburnt country

And that old ghost gum it's witnessed all of this
The broken hearts and promises and the strength of mateship
That old ghost gum used to witness swaggies and battlers on their way
They know the Australian Labor Party give voice to the disenfranchised
and the down and out
Well you still see battlers pass by today

Now the old ghost gum is dying
And they say maybe it's from crying
Crying salty tears for a hundred years

1891 in Barcaldine was the year of the great shearers' strike
1891 in Barcaldine well they put up one hell of a fight
Well she'll be shore union or she won't be shore at all
We'll stand together proud and tall
In Barcaldine in 1891

Barcaldine In 1891

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Lyrics:
 Come all you ride on that Big Green 38
At eighty miles and hour she's the fastest in the state
Like a big canon shell passing gum trees and towns
That Big Green 38 she's steaming on down

We'll meet at Central Station now don't you be late
It'll take us to a new life that Big Green 38

It's a one way ticket to apply for that train
We ain't coming back to Sydney Town again
The Big Green 38 was built to take you away
We'll be traveling through the night and most of the day

You can tell everybody that you're going away with me
The Big Green 38 gonna set our spirit free

We'll be gazing out the open window at the summer night
As the wind is blowing past us and big moon's shining bright
Locomotive headlight guides us to the life ahead
Two lovers fleeing south tonight secretly to wed

Don't think about the past my love rest your head against my chest
38 will get us there so sleep my love and rest

Come all you ride on that Big Green 38
At eighty miles and hour she's the fastest in the state
Like a big canon shell passing gum trees and towns
Big Green 38 she's steaming on down

We'll meet at Central Station now don't you be late
It'll take us to a new life that Big Green 38

It'll take us to a new life that Big Green 38

(spoken) Here's the whistle again blowing away

It'll take us to a new life
It'll take us to a new life
It'll take us to a new life
It'll take us to a new life that Big Green 38

Big Green 38

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Lyrics:
Hey there Johnny this song it is for you
It's not behind the razor wire hidden from our view
That's why I'm wearing a black armband
A black armband to demonstrate my stand
White picket financial security
Leafy suburban nuclear family
The benifits of a growing economy
Middle class utopia where the market's so free
But I got a better term for all this inequity
It's not incentivation Menzies nor prosperity
Not back to the future to 1953
It's myopia which means that you can barely see

Balacava guards rottweillers and alsatians
Such is the face of your industrial relations
Anti-union tyranny right across the nation
On the waterfront and down the mines you're proud of your creation
You've got the gall to call it reforms in the workplace
When waging war on workers is a retrograde disgrace
You want us cap in hand to crawl you're smug and mean and base
You want our rights and hard earned gains to sink without a trace

And hey now Peter this song's aiming at you too
You're mean of spirit you and all your crew
And that's why I'm wearing a black armband
A black armband to demonstrate my stand
A hundred and twenty years of public education
Is being destroyed by your discrimination
In favour of the rich or some denomination
You call that a fair go it's an abomination
There's now freedom of choice in our schooling so you say
Who do you think you are fooling when most of us can't pay
Then if funding the elite with our taxes is OK
Then this nation will fall like a dingo stricken prey

And hey there Johnny this song it is for you
I see rack and ruin in all the things you do
You can tell 'cause I'm wearing a black arm band
For all those stolen generations you can't understand
Well here's your report card you dont get many marks
On greenhouse emissions and logging national parks
At reconciliation you've chained up all our hearts
You score a zero just a naught you get a buggery of arts
Of liberty equality fraternity I didn't know
Ownership of shares is democracy the way to go
But on a privatised planet I guess it must be so
Where any soul is bought and sold your marks are very low

Well I know what you stand for will shrivel up and die
We'll throw it overboard and that wont be a lie
But until that day I wear a black armband
In mourning for what you are doing right across the land
But until that day I wear a black armband
In mourning for what you are doing right across this
right across this right across this right across this land

With These Arms

Black Armband

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Lyrics:
Well hey ho you landlubbers here’s a tale of a ship of shame
A leaky tub that’s manned by slaves and the Bucket O’ Rust is her name
Bucket O’ Rust is her name

The flag of convenience she flies the Jolly Roger of today
With laundered money contraband and drugs and a crew that gets no pay
A crew that gets no pay

Well the Bucket O’ Rust is a grimy heap it’s a wonder that she can float
And if she sinks you can’t escape you can’t launch the safety boats
Launch her safety boats

Her urinals are full of slime and scum but what’s even worse than that
Is the rancid food in the galley must be shared with the roach and the rat
You got to share it with the roach and the rat

Well the Bucket O’ Rust is a great success she’s welcome in our ports
She undercuts our local ships with her cheapness and her rorts
Cheapness and her rorts

Deregulated industry is her blood her life line
You can be substandard and be a sweatshop and the government don’t mind
No the government don’t mind

Well sad to say the Bucket O’ Rust could this have been God’s will?
On the Great Barrier Reef she ran aground with two crew members killed
Two crew members killed

And it took them twelve days to blast her away and free her from the reef
And all through the time the oil she spilled it brought the sea to grief
You know it brought the sea to grief

It’s hard to believe that this story ends well and this great heap of shit
The Minister of Transport saved the day when he issued a new permit

(Spoken) – John Anderson was his name it’s a true story

Our shipping must be competitive he said in the world economy
So the Bucket O’ Rust continues to crawl like a coffin on the sea
A coffin on the sea

Yeah the Bucket O’ Rust continues to crawl
Upon the grimy the sea

Bucket O' Rust

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Lyrics:
Two million bushels of North African grain
Resold to Germany for Swiss francs
Paid for by a consortium of banks
With a deal in futures that the Stock Exchange
Unloads for coffee from Brazilian uplands
Destined for Paris, Before the whole deal sinks
The checks written in indelible inks
Outrace Atlantic's winter hurricanes

At last the coffee arrives, also the wheat
Needless to say, the deal was a success
Who can deny that all of us have gained?
Our benefactors? Three trusts. They compete
For honor, glory, power and of course,
Profits, where all happiness is contained

If You Ain't Got The Do-Re-Mi

Business

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Lyrics:
Since the Libs and Nats got in
Unions take it on the chin Bye Bye awards
Johnny Howard have no fear
Will whip the workforce into gear
Bye Bye awards
No more extra rates for working over
Businesses will soon be all in clover
Workers working extra hours
Management with extra powers
Unions Bye Bye

I just can't wait for the day
To argue for my weekly pay bye bye awards
When I feel a rise is due I'll make my bargaining debut
Bye Bye awards
And if I want employment to stay in tact
Better sign the individual contract
Divide and conquer that's the trick
Work conditions get the flick
Unions Bye Bye

Pre-strike ballots sent to undermine me
If I refuse maybe they would fine me
I'm free to choose in this dispute
Choose these rates or get the boot
Unions Bye Bye

So hoist the flag of profits high
Upon the good ship enterprise Bye Bye awards
Democracy defiled deflowered
That's the word from Johnny Howard
Bye Bye awards
The razor gang is sure to make you nervous
Especially if you're in the public service
So just to keep your budget right
You'll be working late tonight
Unions Bye Bye - no way
'Cos unions won't die

Borichan

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