Lyrics:

And it's the same heat out there,
Dry and old boulders in the weather.
And then the wind buffets the skin
The red earth, the spinifex and Bill

That's all there is everyway he looks
that's all there is.

If you walk upon this road,
even if you walk for days and days
and days and days
You’d be waiting for the red dust sun,
To slowly take you away.
A rusty tin hiding place

And there's red eyes everywhere.
Little desert with a wood and wind parade.
There's lots of heavy drink out there.
Dry and old boulders in the weather.
And nothing else can save the dog's bones
From breaking up and rolling away
Until they turn into red dust…