[Verse 1]
I've got an itch that I cannot scratch
Right down in the middle of this aging back
Three things that we cannot say
Invasion, genocide, Australia Day
We're the violence, we're the godsend, we're the virus
We're the wokest, we're the leftest, we're the silence
Look at the ground, what do I see?
60,000 years staring back at me

[Chorus]
So what you think about that Jack?
31 years and I'm talking back
And what you think about that Jack?
60,000 years, gotta give it back

[Verse 2]
At my school, they taught the Russian revolution
The stump jump plough and thе Roman constitution
No Bennelong, Namatjira, no William Barak
Beds arе burning, always will be, gotta give it back
No Truganini, Jandamarra, Billy Barlow
No referendum, stolen children, Eddie Mabo
No language, no treaty, no respect for the land
No problems, no solution, nowhere left to stand
[Chorus]
So what you think about that Jack?
31 years and I'm talking back
Well, what you think about that Jack?
60,000 years, gotta give it back

[Verse 3]
I took a walk down to the lighthouse today
Looking for a plaque there that should say
That fourteen were massacred here on this day
Women and children cut down where they lay
How deep are your pockets?
How deep's your coal mine?
'Cause nothing is as deep as the deepest of time
Menzies' ghost on the dock of the bay
And we're just sitting in our armchairs sipping chardonnay
Barriers and bands and frontier walls
Made an effort to silence the voices of old

[Outro]
Well, what you think about that Jack?
60,000 years, gotta give it back
60,000 years, gotta give it back
60,000 years, gotta give it back
60,000 years, gotta give it back
60,000 years, gotta give it back
60,000 years, gotta give it back
60,000 years, gotta give it back
60,000 years, gotta give it back