Koala Sprint
Midnight Oil Lyrics


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And out from the echoes of the night
Concrete caverns catch the sky and hold the stars to ransom
A thousand dreams it's getting late
Thousand runners standing still
I can smell the sand and sea again
I've had enough away
City times down down
I've got to go
Lord don't let me wait
Stay low
'Cause I'm going up north again

It's a long way from Chatswood to the top of the gulf
I'll be hitching pacific when the morning sun's up
It's mile after mile on the long coast road
Smell of frangipani ocean sky blue

But I'm sick of seeing those beer can caravans
I'm getting even sicker of the thong drive-in
I'm feeling worse and worse at the chiko locallo
And the pubs all close at ten

Summer sun's got me stopping
Summer sun's got me trying
I'm waiting round for those waves and days
I hope it never ends

Well there's a new world bricking in the Old World charm
Suburbs highway pass cicada-coloured farms
Buy a car, sell a car, lead a car away
20 hours to Brisbane on night prowl play
20 hours to Brisbane...where's Brisbane...





(Garrett/Moginie/Rotsey)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Midnight Oil’s song “Koala Sprint” describe the singer’s longing to escape the city and head north to the beach. The singer describes the city as a “concrete cavern” that holds the stars to ransom, indicating a sense of entrapment in urban life. He dreams of the sand and sea, and feels that it’s time to leave the city behind. The singer longs to head north, a place where he can escape the monotony of city life, with its pubs that close at ten, and instead bask in the endless summer of the coast.


The song also touches on the singer’s journey to the beach, describing the long road trip that he takes from Chatswood to the top of the gulf, hitchhiking along the Pacific, mile after mile on the long coast road. The singer is sick of the beer can caravans, thong drive-ins, and the Chiko Locallo, all symbols of the banality of suburban life. Despite this, he is still enamored with the endless possibilities of the coast, where new worlds can be discovered within the Old World charm.


Overall, “Koala Sprint” is an ode to the freedom and possibility of the coast, and represents escapism from the monotony of suburban life.


Line by Line Meaning

And out from the echoes of the night
Emerging from the silence of the night


Concrete caverns catch the sky and hold the stars to ransom
Tall buildings block out the sky and obscure the stars


A thousand dreams it's getting late
Numerous aspirations, but time is running out


Thousand runners standing still
Many people frozen in one place


I can smell the sand and sea again
The familiar scent of the ocean transports me back


I've had enough away
I've had my fill of being away from home


City times down down
The hustle and bustle of the city is too much


I've got to go
I must leave


Lord don't let me wait
A plea for a quick departure


Stay low
Don't draw attention to oneself


'Cause I'm going up north again
Heading back up north


It's a long way from Chatswood to the top of the gulf
The journey from Chatswood to the top of the gulf is far


I'll be hitching pacific when the morning sun's up
I'll start hitchhiking at sunrise


It's mile after mile on the long coast road
The long coastal road requires driving many miles


Smell of frangipani ocean sky blue
A pleasant scent of frangipani fills the air as I gaze at the blue ocean and sky


But I'm sick of seeing those beer can caravans
Tired of seeing tacky, cheap vehicles


I'm getting even sicker of the thong drive-in
The low-class drive-in theater is even more repulsive


I'm feeling worse and worse at the chiko locallo
The cheap, greasy local restaurant is making me feel nauseous


And the pubs all close at ten
Pubs close early, limiting late-night activities


Summer sun's got me stopping
The warm, summer sun is causing me to pause


Summer sun's got me trying
The summer sun is motivating me to take action


I'm waiting round for those waves and days
I'm looking forward to surfing and leisurely days


I hope it never ends
I never want this to come to a conclusion


Well there's a new world bricking in the Old World charm
The timeless charm of old architecture is dwindling in favor of modern structures


Suburbs highway pass cicada-coloured farms
Driving past brown, earthy farms on suburban highways


Buy a car, sell a car, lead a car away
People are constantly buying and selling cars, taking them away


20 hours to Brisbane on night prowl play
Driving 20 hours at night to get to Brisbane


20 hours to Brisbane...where's Brisbane...
After 20 hours of driving, wondering where exactly Brisbane is




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: ANDREW JAMES, JAMES MOGINIE, MARTIN ROTSEY, PETER GARRETT, ROBERT HIRST

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