When the aquifers have all dried up and what remains is poisoned by gas,
Remember the farm that was, before there was Coal Seam Gas.
Remember the farm that was, before there was Coal Seam Gas.
Remember the children in Tara, the blood running from their nose, their ears their nervous spasms, the result of Coal Seam Gas.
Remember the farms that were, before farmers were forced off their land,
The water is poison, the soil contaminated, thanks to Coal Seam Gas.
The water is poison, the soil contaminated, thanks to Coal Seam Gas.
Remember the election this month, jobs, jobs, jobs, jobs, jobs!
The Premier is on a mission, he refuses to answer anything else.
The Premier is on a mission, he refuses to answer anything else.
When the farms are gone, primary production has ceased and our food is imported from elsewhere.
We can tell our grandchildren, we sat idly by, and listened to lies about Coal Seam Gas.
We can tell our grandchildren, we sat idly by, and listened to lies about Coal Seam Gas.
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