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Verse 1)

Factories close, jobs move away,

We wake up to the news every day.

Inflation’s a beast, eating our pay,

While the big guys laugh all the way.

(Chorus)

Angry skies over the southern land,

Battling tides, gotta take a stand.

From the outback to the city streets,

We won’t back down—we’ll turn up the heat!

(Verse 2)

Cost of living climbs like a fire,

Dreams get lost as the rates go higher.

They say “she’ll be right,” but we know the drill—

We’re rolling up our sleeves, and we’ve got the will.

(Chorus)

Angry skies over the southern land,

Battling tides, gotta take a stand.

From the outback to the city streets,

We won’t back down—we’ll turn up the heat!

(Bridge)

We’ve got grit, we’ve got fire,

We’ll rebuild higher and higher.

No recession will steal our song—

Together we’ll rise, we’ll prove ‘em wrong!

(Chorus)

Angry skies over the southern land,

Battling tides, gotta take a stand.

From the outback to the city streets,

We won’t back down—we’ll turn up the heat!