[00:01.02]Artist：midnight oil
[00:01.59]Songs Title：king of the mountain
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[00:16.09]Walking through the high dry grass, pushing my way through slow
[00:19.28]
[00:21.34]Yellow belly black snake, sleeping on a red rock
[00:23.03]
[00:24.84]Waiting for the stranger to go
[00:25.96]
[00:28.27]Sugar train stops at the crossing, cane cockies cursing below
[00:30.21]
[00:34.21]Bad storm coming, better run to the top of the mountain
[00:36.96]
[00:40.96]Mountain in the shadow of light, rain in the valley below
[00:44.59]
[00:48.40]Well you can say youre peter, say youre paul
[00:54.65]
[00:56.59]Dont put me up on your bedroom wall, call me the king of the mountain
[01:01.00]
[01:10.33]Blacksmith fires up the bellows, cane cutters burning the load
[01:14.82]
[01:16.64]Workers of the world, run to the top of the mountain
[01:19.95]
[01:23.08]Mountain in the...
[01:23.95]
[01:31.39]I cant take my hands from my face, there are some things we cant replace
[01:36.08]
[01:40.07]Mountain in the...
[01:41.20]
[01:44.26]Over liquid tarmac wastelands of cactus and heat
[01:45.89]
[01:49.33]Down cobblestone alleyways of washing day sheets
[01:50.64]
[02:00.64]Up ghost prairie mountains of sunset and space
[02:01.89]
[02:06.01]Down the road at a familiar place, across the wilderness
[02:07.95]Out further than the bush I will follow you

Artist：midnight oil
Songs Title：king of the mountain
Walking through the high dry grass, pushing my way through slow
Yellow belly black snake, sleeping on a red rock
Waiting for the stranger to go
Sugar train stops at the crossing, cane cockies cursing below
Bad storm coming, better run to the top of the mountain
Mountain in the shadow of light, rain in the valley below
Well you can say youre peter, say youre paul
Dont put me up on your bedroom wall, call me the king of the mountain
Blacksmith fires up the bellows, cane cutters burning the load
Workers of the world, run to the top of the mountain
Mountain in the...
I cant take my hands from my face, there are some things we cant replace
Mountain in the...
Over liquid tarmac wastelands of cactus and heat
Down cobblestone alleyways of washing day sheets
Up ghost prairie mountains of sunset and space
Down the road at a familiar place, across the wilderness
Out further than the bush I will follow you