The Glenorchy Bunyip - Augie March

作词：Glenn Richards

作曲：Glenn Richards

A dragon with the head of a bulldog

A mountain with a crop of white snow

A blue sky over Glenorchy

And I've got nowhere to go

I didn't ask for your name little sister

I didn't ask for you to come through the door

I dreamed of a face a curtain of lace

An apple that had no core

A tail with the girth of a fat man's thigh

Slid up around the corner and was burnt upon my eye

A winter light confused my sight in Glenorchy tonight

When I thought that I had nothing to see

So I asked the lady at 13

Invalid at 32

With a bottle of red only fresh from bed

By the letterbox

She thinks she doesn't see

The things I think I see

Blind by 11 and wearing her dead mother's socks

Alright

I was hiding in the Swan Terrace garden

I saw the to and fro-ing come and going of the street

There's not a lot of doing in Glenorchy of a Tuesday

Shivering I accepted my defeat

But as I rose up ginger I was arrested by a sight

That flickered in my periphery

A reflection in a Hillman Hunter window

I saw that the creature was me

Now the heart of a monster is the heart of a child

Who never had to grow into a man -

If nobody could recognise the Bunyip of Glenorchy

Then wherever there's a monster no-one can

Then wherever there's a monster no-one can

Then wherever there's a monster no-one can