Tekster: Ganggajang. Camp Of The Moon.

( Robert James)

Through endless spinifex and ochre sands and bearded dragons
The nearing crack of breaking waves cools the desert heat
Trudging through a sea of dunes full moon out on the beat
The beaten track gives right away to the whitewater freeway


High up in the barrel of a dream break and the desert is long gone now
On freight train waves carve down the line beat the lateral stretch
On a five nine thruster bust an alley-oop
The full moon swell is ten foot tall riding down a turquoise mountain


We are shootin the breeze
at the camp of the moon
We will shoot the breeze again
at the camp of the moon
We will shoot the breeze again
at the camp of the moon


Goofy footers and natural footers
carve a roundhouse cutback
Hottee girls and hottee boys
boost over the lips
On a nine foot of break is crashing down
pigdog out the back
Then fall back into grace again
down the turquoise mountains



We are shootin the breeze
at the camp of the moon
We will shoot the breeze again
at the camp of the moon
We are shootin the breeze
at the camp of the moon
We will shoot the breeze again
at the camp of the moon
Just shootin the breeze


If you're gunna build bridges you got to go where the water is
Rivers of wind network the oceans
One of these rivers brought me to you
Yeah rivers of time network my dreams
One of these dreams brought me to camp of the moon, the moon
We are shootin the breeze at the camp of the moon
We will shoot the breeze again at the camp of the moon
We will shoot the breeze again at the camp of the moon
On a five nine thruster bust an alley-oop alley-oop alley-oop alley-oop
Just shootin the breeze.