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Quinella Holiday Lyrics
Artist: Midnight Oil
Album: Place Without A Postcard
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 quinella comes in today
The day is late and the race is run A full weeks wages and the lots been done 'Cos the meeting is over and the crowd has thinned In the game of chance the dice has rolled it's 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
Looking around for the moment that's 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 quinella...
(Garrett/Moginie)
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