Jimmy Sharman’s Boxers Songtext
von Midnight Oil
Jimmy Sharman’s Boxers Songtext
Roll up, roll up, roll up
Jimmy Sharman...
Come on, drink ... beer, have a go at the boys
Jimmy Sharman now, oi!
From the red dust north of Dalmore Downs
Sharman′s tents roll into town
Twelve will face the auctioneer
Sharman's Boxers stand their ground
Their days are darker than your nights
But they won′t be the first to fall
Children broken from their dreams
But they won't be the first to fall
Fighting in the spotlight
Eye's turn blacker than their skin
For Jimmy Sharman′s boxers
It′s no better if you win
Standing in the darkness
Lined up waiting for the bell
The days are wasted drinking
At the first and last hotel
Why are we fighting for this?
Why are you paying for this?
You pay to see me fall like shrapnel to the floor
What is the reason for this?
There is a reason for this
What is the reason they keep coming back for more?
The blows now bring him to his knees
Still, the crowd calls out for more, for more
The drums are burnin' in his ears
The man keeps counting out the score
This is the place, the first and last hotel
This is the place, the first and last hotel
Flat on your face, the first and last hotel
You′re not in the race at the first and last hotel
Front of the pub, the first and last hotel
Flat on your face, the first and last hotel
Their days are darker than your nights
But they won't be the first to fall
(Ain′t) no children broken from their dreams
But they won't be the first to fall
Fighting in the spotlight
Eye′s turn blacker than their skin
For Jimmy Sharman's boxers
It's no better if you win
Standing in the darkness
Lined up waiting for the bell
The days are wasted drinking
At the first and last hotel
Why are we fighting for this?
Why are you paying for this?
You pay to see me fall like shrapnel to the floor
What is the reason for this?
There is a reason for this?
What is the reason they keep coming back for more?
Why are we fighting?
Why are you paying?
Why? Why? Why? Why?
Why are we fighting?
Why are you paying?
Why are we fighting?
Why are you paying? Ha
What is the reason they keep coming back for more?
Jimmy Sharman...
Come on, drink ... beer, have a go at the boys
Jimmy Sharman now, oi!
From the red dust north of Dalmore Downs
Sharman′s tents roll into town
Twelve will face the auctioneer
Sharman's Boxers stand their ground
Their days are darker than your nights
But they won′t be the first to fall
Children broken from their dreams
But they won't be the first to fall
Fighting in the spotlight
Eye's turn blacker than their skin
For Jimmy Sharman′s boxers
It′s no better if you win
Standing in the darkness
Lined up waiting for the bell
The days are wasted drinking
At the first and last hotel
Why are we fighting for this?
Why are you paying for this?
You pay to see me fall like shrapnel to the floor
What is the reason for this?
There is a reason for this
What is the reason they keep coming back for more?
The blows now bring him to his knees
Still, the crowd calls out for more, for more
The drums are burnin' in his ears
The man keeps counting out the score
This is the place, the first and last hotel
This is the place, the first and last hotel
Flat on your face, the first and last hotel
You′re not in the race at the first and last hotel
Front of the pub, the first and last hotel
Flat on your face, the first and last hotel
Their days are darker than your nights
But they won't be the first to fall
(Ain′t) no children broken from their dreams
But they won't be the first to fall
Fighting in the spotlight
Eye′s turn blacker than their skin
For Jimmy Sharman's boxers
It's no better if you win
Standing in the darkness
Lined up waiting for the bell
The days are wasted drinking
At the first and last hotel
Why are we fighting for this?
Why are you paying for this?
You pay to see me fall like shrapnel to the floor
What is the reason for this?
There is a reason for this?
What is the reason they keep coming back for more?
Why are we fighting?
Why are you paying?
Why? Why? Why? Why?
Why are we fighting?
Why are you paying?
Why are we fighting?
Why are you paying? Ha
What is the reason they keep coming back for more?
Writer(s): Robert Hirst, Peter Gifford, Peter Garrett, James Moginie, Martin Rotsey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
