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(Whyalla High School)
Walking down the street
There's always someone you know
We're used to it now
It feels like home
(Caritas College)
Welcome to Port Augusta
The crossroads of Australia
Stay a while
You'll be glad you did
We used to go camping with
Our family when we were kids
At the tip of the Spencer Gulf
Riding around the power station
In the golf buggies
Jetty jumping in the summer
47 degree days
Hasn't rained for days, weeks or months
But occasionally in winter
The rain dumps
And the land turns green
And the land turns green
See what I mean?
(Salisbury North R-7 School)
We're from Salisbury North
In the northern suburbs of Adelaide
Things are about to change
People and houses rearrange
Some of my best friends are moving out
Not many people about
But down at the skate park on Friday night
Teenagers are setting bins alight
But down near Lake Windemer
Things are alright
Birds are waking at first light
And there are no fights in sights
No fights in sight
(Whyalla High School)
The steelyards
The cuttlefish capital
The two are the same
That's where we're from
Whyalla's the name
We're chuckin a beachie
Doing loops by the sea
Stereo blaring all eyes on me
As the water rotates in the gulf
People down the pub taking their last gulp
Before they hit the KFC carpark after dark
Red dust, iron ore looks like Mars
Gets on everything
Even people's cars
Walking down the street
There's always someone you know
We're used to it now
It feels like home
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