Versions

Version	Length	Source	Availability
Studio	4:58	Juggernaut album.	Extremely common. Available new in CD and digital form.
Studio	4:56	2 CD versions of the Natural Selection album.	Moderately rare. Not available new.
Studio	4:58	Suit Your Style single.	Moderately rare. Not available new.
Studio	4:58	Anthology album.	Moderately common. Available new in digital form.
Live [1]	4:32	Under One Roof video.	Moderately common. Available new in DVD form.
Live [2]	4:27	1998 01 02 Alex Hills Hotel, Brisbane, Australia DAT.	The Vault digital download at True Believers for 25 January 2015.
Live [3]	4:36	Raw Material #15 1998 01 05 Seagulls album.	The Vault Desk Tape streaming audio.

Recommended Version.

Commentary

Comments from the “Natural Selection” liner notes (by Mark Seymour):

This song is a requiem for a dream we once had about our country being some kind of burgeoning utopia. There was definitely a view in the eighties that Australia was destined for greatness despite the hedonism of its people. Sadly, the hedonism had us firmly in its grip with this track. Picture yours truly ranting from a hotel window overlooking Bondi beach, expounding on the moral decline of those naked people lying on the sand below… it’s a little like a re-run of ‘When The River Runs Dry’ with an added tinge of hysteria.

Lyrics

Beauty and the beast
Have polished off their feast
They’re living on the edge
They’re off their heads and on my mind
They’re taking off their clothes
For perfect life they chose
Into the emptiness
The gods could not care less
Long live the land down under
Foaming heads and gutless thunder

Killing time has come
For creatures on the run
Getting wasted in the sun
Each and everyone
Slightly overdone
And we are wasted in the sun

I watch the dinosaurs
They manicure their claws
Who knows where they’ve been
They’ve lived and lost
The wishful wicked years
They cry but there’s no tears
The weak must feed the strong
They know where they belong
I watch the boys go down
The sinking ship is leaving town tonight

Killing time has come
For creatures on the run
Getting wasted in the sun
Each and everyone
Slightly overdone
And we are wasted in the sun

Sun

We live and die like flies
Under perfect skies
The pleasure zone is stung
The trap is almost sprung
Did you feel that you’ve been cheated?
Ignorance is undefeated

Killing time has come
For creatures on the run
Getting wasted in the sun
Each and everyone
Slightly overdone
And we are wasted in the sun
[repeat]

Sun sun sun
Wasted in the sun
[repeat to fade]