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Who'll wear the beaten colours -- and cheer the beaten men? / Who'll wear the beaten colours, till our time comes again? / Where sullen crowds are densest, and fickle as the sea, / Who'll wear the beaten colours, and wear them home with me?
We closed the bars and gambling dens and voted straight and clean, / Our women walked while motor cars were whirling round the scene, / The Potts Point Vote was one for Greed and Ease and Luxury / With all to hold, and coward gold, and beaten folk are we.