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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
A.B. Original
A.B. Original
Performer
Gurrumul
Gurrumul
Additional Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
D. Rankine
D. Rankine
Composer
A. Briggs
A. Briggs
Composer
G. Yunpingu
G. Yunpingu
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Daniel Rankine
Daniel Rankine
Producer
Glen Christiansen
Glen Christiansen
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

You can't contain my authority, restrain the minority
Take the head, everybody, and follow me
From a long line of leaders and warriors
I paved a path through the face of intolerance
Through the face of a colonist, half-arsed apologist
Celebrating death on Australia Day
More they making a change, more they staying the same
In a blink watch an officer turn into a coroner
You ain't got the balls to walk these corridors
Gripped with claws in Namorrodor's jaws
"Everything's getting hairy," no doubt, brother
And if things don't change, somebody's getting buried
You wanna take this home? (Yeah)
Where it at though? I don't know
Where it at though? I don't know
They put a bed in a cell and they call that home
You wanna take this home? (Yeah)
Where it at though? I don't know
Where it at though? I don't know
And when I find that, leave it all behind and then I go
Yeah, I stay clever to the man
Hip to the game, watch them reclaim
Saw them speak up, watch them detained
Again, again, again, again
They claim brotherhood, but never act how a brother would
Put it on my name, we ain't the same, get it understood
And pass the nulla nulla to the other fulla
See, love is good, but love is blind
You got pride in what, son?
Leaving kids behind until they die and the rest getting locked up?
Nah, we making change, no question
Call myself Trials 'cause my people don't get them
Take me home
Take me home, where I live
Where I love, where I fight, where I feel
Take me home, where I live
Where I love, where I fight, where I feel
Take me home, where I live
Where I love, where I fight, where I feel
Take me home, where I live
Where I love, where I fight, where I feel
Take me home, where I live
Where I love, where I fight, where I feel
Take me home
(Yo, Cleverman)
You wanna take this home?
Where it at though? I don't know
Where it at though? I don't know
They put a bed in a cell and they call that home
You wanna take this home?
Where it at though? I don't know
Where it at though? I don't know
And when I find that, leave it all behind and then I go
Play me out, brother (Yo, Cleverman!)
Written by: A. Briggs, D. Rankine, G. Yunpingu
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