Mark Seymour & The Undertow - Fifo lyrics

You know I never got used to the desert touchdown Every time that big bird rolls in They try to get the wheels on the ground Way out west that Freo wind rolls in from the sea I'm spittin' Hail Marys back in row 53 ‘Cause I'm working Seventeen years on the FIFO Old man Chevron, he's got it all figured out I love the money I don't know what I'd do without My beer and my cigarettes, My little cabin in the sand Half way between hell and nowhere Remote control in my hand I been working Seventeen years on the FIFO I get so lonely Feels like my nerve is gonna break Two weeks in two weeks out How much more can I take? You gotta watch it When your thoughts turn in the dark You never know what's going on in somebody's head Until they tear the place apart I been working Seventeen years on the FIFO