Lucky Country
Midnight Oil Lyrics


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Speed, and this
There's a feeling I get when I look to the sun
Love, it's so tough
Cause it raises your hopes and then it makes you run

We're all looking for a shorter day
We're all looking for an easy way
Even when the debts are dead and gone

Down, the stairs
And an eight mile drive waits for you to turn on
Hear, the time clocks sing
And the smoke in the distance reaches the eye line

We're all working on a shorter day...

No conversation as you go
There's so much space the heat moves you
Terracotta homes, backyard barbeque and eucalyptus smell
It's fine on the clothes line
It's fast food and slow life and red roof
My silence, comic interruptions
Surely there's some relief from atomic art
And the fragile state of world events
With clowns who love the kings and power and the mutant media babes
Wanking on dreams and fashions and toilet paper flowers
Don't talk to me in this backyard - it's clandestine, it's nuclear
Smell of space and now forever I want to go
Straight down the exit eight mile attraction
you-turn is up and the time clock sings lets go

Lucky country
Where the geckos are paid to live in the sun
On and on there's a ribbon of road and a mile to spare




Lucky country
Lucky country

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Midnight Oil's "Lucky Country" speak to the complexities of living in a society that prioritizes speed and efficiency over personal connections and meaningful experiences. The first stanza highlights the struggles of love - it can raise one's hopes but also make them run away. The second stanza describes the monotony of daily life, with the time clocks singing and smoke lingering in the air, indicating industrial work. The lyricist then juxtaposes this with the beauty of their surroundings - the Terracotta homes, the smell of the eucalyptus, and the backyard barbeques. However, there is a sadness here, as the lyricist knows that they cannot fully enjoy these things due to the overwhelming presence of technology and the media.


In the final stanza, the lyricist describes feeling trapped, like they are living in a clandestine, nuclear backyard. They long for something more, to escape down the exit eight mile attraction and leave their current life behind. The repeated phrase of "lucky country" takes on a different meaning with each stanza. It can be seen as ironic, as the characters in the song are very aware of the negatives in their society, but also it is an acknowledgement of privilege- living in a country where you can have a backyard BBQ is a luxury that many people cannot afford. The song is a commentary on the conflicting aspects of Australian society in the 1980s, including a desire for convenience and progress, but also the loss of personal connections and the impacts of environmental degradation.


Line by Line Meaning

Speed, and this
There's a rush that comes with fast living, and we're in it.


There's a feeling I get when I look to the sun
There's a sense of hope and possibility when we're under the sun.


Love, it's so tough
Love is difficult because it can raise and then dash our hopes.


Cause it raises your hopes and then it makes you run
Love can give us hope and then suddenly take it away when we least expect it.


We're all looking for a shorter day
We all want an easier, more relaxed way of life.


We're all looking for an easy way
We all want a simpler, easier path in life.


Even when the debts are dead and gone
Even if we manage to pay off our debts, we still want an easier life.


Down, the stairs
We're descending into a more relaxed, easy-going way of life.


And an eight mile drive waits for you to turn on
We're driving down a long, winding road towards a more relaxed lifestyle.


Hear, the time clocks sing
We hear the constant ticking of the clock, reminding us of how much time we're wasting on work.


And the smoke in the distance reaches the eye line
We can see the smoke from factories and industry polluting our environment.


No conversation as you go
We're so focused on our own lives that we don't take the time to connect with others.


There's so much space the heat moves you
The vastness of our surroundings can be overwhelming, and the heat adds to that sense of oppressiveness.


Terracotta homes, backyard barbeque and eucalyptus smell
We're surrounded by suburban trappings like red-roofed houses and BBQ smells.


It's fine on the clothes line
We're living a simple life, hanging our laundry on the line to dry.


It's fast food and slow life and red roof
Our lives are a mix of fast-paced modernity and slow-paced suburbia.


My silence, comic interruptions
Even in our quiet moments, we're bombarded with distractions and noise.


Surely there's some relief from atomic art
We need something to distract us from the horrors and anxieties of world events.


And the fragile state of world events
The state of the world is precarious and uncertain.


With clowns who love the kings and power and the mutant media babes
The people in power are ridiculous, consumed with celebrity culture and personal gain.


Wanking on dreams and fashions and toilet paper flowers
Our culture is obsessed with shallow, meaningless things like fashion and pop culture.


Don't talk to me in this backyard - it's clandestine, it's nuclear
There's a sense of secrecy and danger in our quiet suburban lives.


Smell of space and now forever I want to go
There's a sense of longing for a simpler, more natural way of life.


Straight down, the exit eight mile attraction
We're heading towards a more relaxed, suburban way of life.


you-turn is up and the time clock sings lets go
We're eager to leave behind our fast-paced lives and embrace something slower and more relaxed.


Lucky country
We're fortunate to live in a country that's relatively safe and prosperous.


Where the geckos are paid to live in the sun
Even the lizards are free to bask in the sunshine in our relaxed way of life.


On and on there's a ribbon of road and a mile to spare
The winding road ahead of us seems endless, but we have the time to embrace it.


Lucky country
We're fortunate to live in a country that's relatively safe and prosperous.




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

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