And the Gubbas went to the disco
They killed a traditional Waanyi man
A gatherer, hunter, a fisherman
He set his traps for crabmeat stew
and turtle meat for the barbecue
On his way home he ran into the cops
He said the maltreatment of Murri had to stop
Up there Jack likes to play real rough
Batons and boots, fists and handcuffs
Perry and Smith got pressure from above
To start wearing the iron glove
They were the law in that town
Another law and order crackdown
Two cops out on patrol that day
Two cops out of control that day
Business as usual, just routine
broken ribs, severed liver, and ruptured spleen
Another death of a detainee
Discrepancies in the autopsy
The cops got away with murder
And the whites hardly made a murmur
Assault and battery, deadly force
It was all par for the course
An ambulance was never called
They let him die there on the floor
I yi yi yi yi
Another son taken by the northern sky
ay yay yay yay yay
The turtle dreaming, but life got in the way
Ah ya ya ya yah
And once again Jack has gone too far
Oh yo yo yo yo
And the whitefellas went to the disco
The bully men came and kicked in the door
Just like they do in the Iraqi war
Dragged the old and young out of their beds
Red laser lights pointing at their heads
The government claims to have a mandate
To show who’s boss of the northern state
The press said there was a riot
But the truth was things were quiet
Peter Bottle had to act real fast
to protect the cops and save his arse
It was the alcohol he said
The reason why Gooroongee was dead
But this time it was the elders’ turn
It was payback and a station burned
Did the cops light the match that day,
To get rid of the DNA?
A mother’s body was being ravaged
While her son’s was being savaged
She, by Jack the dancer
And he, by Jack the gangster
And his only son in despair
Took his own life cause he couldn’t bear
To lose his father that way
They buried 3 coffins because of that day
I yi yi yi yi
Another son taken by the northern sky
ay yay yay yay yay
The turtle dreaming, but life got in the way
Ah ya ya ya yah
And once again Jack has gone too far
Oh yo yo yo yo
And the whitefellas went to the disco
They killed a traditional Waanyi man
They took him away in the back of a van
They did it where no one could see
There they brutalised Gooroongee
2 centuries of the same old shit
Not being white means you’re a misfit
The South Pacific’s paradise lost
Under the Southern Apartheid cross
The heavy hand of the TRG
To intimidate Aborigine
The advantages of being a Jack
You get promoted for killing Blacks
They call it zero tolerance
But it is really zero concience
Justice is a rhetorical device
To make society seem more nice
Another chapter in the rich history
Of Australia’s long list of infamy
What really should be on trial
Is a country’s zealous denial
The storm clouds gathered, the temperature rose
It became obvious things were exposed
it’s only a matter of time
before the whole thing blows
I yi yi yi yi
Another son taken by the northern sky
ay yay yay yay yay
The Turtle dreaming, but life got in the way
Ah ya ya ya yah
And once again Jack has gone too far
Oh yo yo yo yo
And the whitefellas went to the disco