Текст песни Taipan (Live) - Cold Chisel
                                                Howard, 
                                                you're 
                                                    a 
                                                pig
 
                                    
                                
                                                Taipan
 
                                    
                                
                                                He'll 
                                                get 
                                                you 
                                                when 
                                                he 
                                                can
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
 
                                    
                                
                                                He'll 
                                                get 
                                                you 
                                                when 
                                                he 
                                                can
 
                                    
                                
                                                Make 
                                                his 
                                                home 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                mangrove 
                                                tree
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sleep 
                                                plantation 
                                                family
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                white 
                                                man 
                                                planter, 
                                                    a 
                                                Bundaberg 
                                                rum
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                childhood 
                                                rattle, 
                                                trumpet 
                                                and 
                                                drum
 
                                    
                                
                                                Stay 
                                                with 
                                                me 
                                                (oh 
                                                yeah)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Stay 
                                                with 
                                                me, 
                                                oh 
                                                yeah
 
                                    
                                
                                                Until 
                                                the 
                                                morning 
                                                comes
 
                                    
                                
                                                Taipan
 
                                    
                                
                                                He'll 
                                                get 
                                                you 
                                                when 
                                                he 
                                                can
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
 
                                    
                                
                                                He'll 
                                                get 
                                                you 
                                                when 
                                                he 
                                                can
 
                                    
                                
                                                These 
                                                days, 
                                                can't 
                                                explain
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                    I 
                                                can 
                                                smell 
                                                the 
                                                monsoon 
                                                rain
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                seasons 
                                                come, 
                                                and 
                                                seasons 
                                                turn
 
                                    
                                
                                                More 
                                                and 
                                                more, 
                                                canefields 
                                                burning
 
                                    
                                
                                                Early 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                morning, 
                                                the 
                                                afternoon
 
                                    
                                
                                                Our 
                                                pathways 
                                                blazed 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                mangrove 
                                                moon
 
                                    
                                
                                                Burning 
                                                down 
                                                my 
                                                eyes
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Railroad 
                                                goes, 
                                                Kalamia 
                                                mill)
 
                                    
                                
                                                (If 
                                                the 
                                                heat 
                                                don't 
                                                get 
                                                you, 
                                                the 
                                                Taipan 
                                                will)
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Six 
                                                o'clock, 
                                                the 
                                                whistle 
                                                sings)
 
                                    
                                
                                                (C.S.R. 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                sugar-cane 
                                                king)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Stay 
                                                with 
                                                me 
                                                (railroad 
                                                goes, 
                                                Kalamia 
                                                mill, 
                                                if 
                                                the 
                                                heat 
                                                don't 
                                                get 
                                                you, 
                                                the 
                                                Taipan 
                                                will)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Stay 
                                                with 
                                                me 
                                                (six 
                                                o'clock, 
                                                the 
                                                whistle 
                                                sings)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Taipan
 
                                    
                                
                                                He'll 
                                                get 
                                                you 
                                                when 
                                                he 
                                                can
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
 
                                    
                                
                                                He'll 
                                                get 
                                                you 
                                                when 
                                                he 
                                                can
 
                                    
                                
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3 Merry-Go-Round (Live)
4 You Got Nothing I Want (Live at the Sydney Entertainment Centre, Sydney, 1983)
5 No Sense (Live)
6 Hold Me Tight (Live)
7 Tomorrow (Live)
8 Forever Now (Live)
9 Standing On the Outside (Live)
10 Bow River (Live)
11 It's Only Make Believe (Live)
12 Twentieth Century (Live)
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