Maori Hill
Maori Hill is a residential suburb of the New Zealand city of Dunedin. It is located at the northern end of the ridge which runs in a crescent around the central city's western edge, 2 kilometres (1.2 mi) to the northwest of the city centre, immediately above and within the Town Belt. It is connected to Dunedin North, which lies to the east, via Drivers Road, the suburbs of Roslyn and Kaikorai to the southwest via Highgate, and the suburb of Wakari to the northwest via Balmacewen Road. Maori Hill's 2001 population was 1,956.
In the northeast of the suburb lies the recreational ground of Prospect Park, and this part of Maori Hill is also often known by this name. From Prospect Park, views across the lower Leith Valley can be obtained, as the park sits close to the edge of cliffs which rise above the broad canyon at Woodhaugh. A steep walking track, the Bullock Track, links the two suburbs.
Maori Hill is regarded as one of the city's wealthier and more exclusive suburbs, and contains many fine houses, especially in the maze of winding streets which run through the bush-clad slopes of the Town Belt. These houses include the historic manor Olveston, which has been owned by the city and open to the public since the 1960s. Unlike neighbouring hill suburbs like Roslyn, Maori Hill was not served by a cable car, possibly underlying its greater degree of exclusivity.
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secret understanding
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noone is to blame
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secret understanding
Making rules, breaking fools,
Surviving is the game
Time is now, got no use
for begging and demanding
Noone wins, noone loses,
noone is to blame
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hiding my revolver,
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standing still would kill
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secret understanding
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Time is now, got no use
for begging and demanding
Noone wins, noone loses,
noone is to blame
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Tongue is tied, talk is loose,
secret understanding
Making rules, Breaking fools,
Surviving is the game
Time is now, got no use
for begging and demanding
Noone wins, noone loses,
noone is to blame