Story Behind the Song
The stories are all there, there's stacks of books on the subject ..even a couple of films...well this is one of the very few songs. No attempt was made to sensationalize or trivialize the issue...just tell it how it is...I hope you hear it that way
Dingo.
Lyrics
It was late and dark, I was driving home
Long long long day, long lonely road
Long long long way, I’ll be home around nine
Can’t wait to see, famly of mine
But when I get there, wife’s at the door
Says where you been, don’t you know what time it is, it’s half past four!
I get out of the shower, see marks on my arm
And there’s a lump behind my ear weren’t there before
I try to get some sleep, tryin’ hard to unwind
Then the whole bloody thing, comes rushing back, like a dam bursting in my mind
It was late and dark, I was drivin home
Long long long day, long lonely road
Bright bright bright light, comin up from behind
Hope it’s not those boys in blue, can’t afford no fine
Bright bright bright light, now it’s all around
Bright bright bright light, now there ain’t no sound
Then I see these little guys their heads are too big
Then I see these little guys, their arms are too long
Then I see these little guys, their eyes are too black. Big black eyes,
they’re messin with my body, they’re messin with my mind
Give me back my missing time
Give me back my memories, they’re mine they’re mine
Give me back my missing time
Stop messin with my body, stop messin with my mind
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