(Dedicated to and thanks to Gary Gillams Mother).


This outback station
Is a world unto itself
Time flies
And blowflies

Every day is the same
But nobody cares
It’s just the way it is
And always has been.

Nobody out here knows any different
The same old thing day in, day out.
Time flies
And blowflies

Me old Dad was the owner.
He’sit on the porch at night
Where time still flies
But not a sign of those blasted blowflies.