We wait since the day He ascended
He said He would come again
Some think it will be such a long time
Some think they know just when
We live like there's no tomorrow
We wait with our lamps of oil
We watch for the midnight hour
The day we cease our toil
When the trumpet sounds
And the bridegroom comes
The weddings gonna be so royal
So we gotta keep staying loyal
Cause our feet are gonna leave this soil
When we burn the midnight oil
Burn the midnight oil
Some wait from the top of the mountain
Away from the world below
Some work while there's still a harvest
No rest when there's seed to sow
We go out to wait for the bridegroom
Some bring oil of readiness
Some lamps will be burned out waiting
Left out in there emptyness
Will our lamps be full at parousia?
In the city the heart still whispers
Flaking metal a silent witness
There's chemical fields and cathode clouds
The milky way is emasculated as exhaust fans
And smart cards shrink wrap the colored air
And send it coughing to eternity
We can see the bright light but we can't reach it
We are not afraid enough to call
Go back wrong way, you cannot stay
You cannot live here
Concrete, you don't free my soul
In the city the sound is biting
Cement fingers they are clutching
The emissary of trash decorates the way
No wild acres you can see, yearning to breathe
Concrete you don't free my soul
Blackened hands and heart of steel
No wish to consume, embellish, discard and expire
Concrete you don't free my soul
Comfortable suburban home
Too afraid to go out on your own
Comfortable place on the couch
Nature's a stranger keep it out
Haul away
So you got coastline for fence
It could be your first line of defense
You'll never be ready for this
Ignorance is bliss haven't you heard
Haul away
Give me your sermon on the mount
Give me your final account
Your house is so blissfully calm
I'll bury you down at the farm
Haul away
They say the truth is what you see
Locked in the mall in a state of fright
Looking for salvation in a car headlight
But you can't have what you can't buy
Tomorrow is better than yesterday
Tomorrow is better than today
Tomorrow is better than yesterday they say
Cemetery in my mind
Cemetery in my mind
This must be my time
Wake work drink sleep retire
Tide comes up way too high
You can fall but can you rise
Cemetery in my mind
You can fall but can you rise
There's no pulse no sign of life
Hollow threats and a great adventure
So much business, towns in the dirt
Company cars and efficient Americans
Three black boys sit in the corner
White woman waiting to talk
Lots of intention but no understanding
If Ned Kelly was king
He'd make those robbers swing
He'd send them down
Out in the dead heart, tourists and cameras
Four wheel drives wreck, snapshots and slides
Follow the brochures but nothing's inside
Heavy machinery loud in the outback
Dream time developers they make all the sound
Where will we be when they leave us a quarry?
If Ned Kelly was king
He'd make those robbers swing
He'd send them down there
He'd make them stay
And we can hope
If Ned Kelly was king
He'd make those robbers swing
He'd make those robbers swing
Then send them down
If Ned Kelly was king
He'd make those robbers swing
He'd make those robbers [Incomprehensible]
If the quinella comes in today
If the quinella comes in today
There's a man who walks the lonely field at midnight
He wears a matching suit, steel tipped shoes and the diamonds
And he holds the dying flame, the loaded dice and the answer
He stalks the open road that leads form here to there
You'd better look out, watch out, beware
There's no safety here
Crouched by the fence, sweat dries cold on your every breath
Where's the saviour that the critics dream about now
He's telling jokes to all the saviours in the ward
Be warned when it comes to that, to the point of indecision
When you hesitate, he'll make his choice for you
You better look out, beware
There's no safety here (no, no, no safety)
Crouched by the fence, sweat dried cold on your every breath
His eyes, they turn red
You think and recall what he said
He puts a name to every face
Table talk and wall to wall
Winners win the game, and the losers win the war
Resurrection, intersection, comic books and mass defection
Vinyl floor and sliding doors, nothing more
Lost the thread of conversation
Sentence fails and engine roars
No recall, blindfold to the stairs
Is it now?
Is it now?
(Moginie/Garrett)
There is a place we're coming to
It is not green it is not blue
I hope that you understand
The devil was a dancing on the old foreshore
Hitting up on bright lights and the liquor stores
Save me, please save me
We got to prick that bubble in the shopping arcade
Gonna make amends for the things we've said
I do hope that you understand
Dirty washing on the line, footsteps in the sand
Whose gonna lead us on to some promised land
Save me
The devil was a dancing on the old foreshore
Hitting up on bright lights and the liquor stores
Yeah tell me, please save me
The land lives longer if we listen to the earth beat
Lives go forward if we listen to the hearts speak
Seasons won't falter, stars won't fade away
I know
Gonna find myself a place in the country
Wake up and reach out and breathe real air
Do you know how it feels clean tissue no scars
Dirty washing on the line, footsteps in the sand
Whose gonna lead us onto some kind of promised land
Save me
Devil was a dancing on the old foreshore
Hitting up on bright lights and the cut price the liquor stores
I say
The land lives longer if we listen to our hearts speak
Lives go forward if we listen to the earth beat
Seasons won't falter, stars won't fade away
Fade away
On the fringes of torso and lips
Straining to hear the voice of gospel choir
Pummeled plains and beaten fields
We're never broken in spirit within
But I feel like we're coming around
Yes, I feel like we're coming around, tell me
Cloud burst teeming, insects wave and bite
Yes it's true, we are not alone
TV silence, it's a narrow entrance
It's a sometimes leading into future time
But I feel like we're coming around
Yes, I feel like we're coming around
I feel like we're coming around
Sins of omission, no love
Sins of omission
Sins of omission, no love
Sins of omission
I heard it once before in shepherd's isolation
Over the horizon in blue and white now, now
Now overcome, you can outrun it
When the roarings cease and the right stuff weaves
And fits into your life
And I feel like we're coming around
Yes I feel like I'm coming around, tell me
I feel like I'm coming around, one more time
I feel like I'm coming around, tell me
Sins of omission, no love
Sins
Sins of omission, no love
Sins
Won't you come on down the line
'Way from barren ground
Harlot and the autocrat
Are they drivin' you further down
The season's rhymes as they anchor me
Against the raging tide
Take you to the last wild place
Skin and the stars they embrace
A caveman could a saint become
In a hospital ward on the Somme
We can dive into distant amoebas
Our wings could melt in the sun
I can shake, I can move
But I can't live without your love
I can break over you
But I can't live without your love
Our poet Henry Lawson, he named them
The lay 'em out brigade
Here they come, there they go
Oh great God, of development
Don't really know you yet
Coastline hosed down washed away
Economics now there's nothing left
Tomorrow's child takes concrete footsteps
And they'll drink champagne or be damned
And the storm is breaking now
Yeah, the storm is breaking now
Yes, the storm is crashing down
I can shake, I can move
But I can't live without your love
I can break over you
But I can't live without your love
I can shake, I can move
But I can't live without your love
I can break over you
One things for sure that it's still the same
That young folk die from some noble aim
And they live so fast and they die so young
And we just keep wondering what the hell went wrong
Cos they live so fast but they die so young
And we just keep wondering ... what goes on what goes on
It's such a shame such a useless shame
That they have to play such a hopeless game
And it makes me shake makes me shake with rage
For a wasted life for nothing gained
Cos they live so fast but they die so young
And we just keep wondering ... what goes on
You got everything to live for
We got everything to live for
Ain't nothing I want to die for no nothing at all
But they live so fast but they die so young
And we just keep wonderingOne things for sure that it's still the same
That young folk die from some noble aim
And they live so fast and they die so young
And we just keep wondering what the hell went wrong
Cos they live so fast but they die so young
And we just keep wondering ... what goes on what goes on
It's such a shame such a useless shame
That they have to play such a hopeless game
And it makes me shake makes me shake with rage
For a wasted life for nothing gained
Cos they live so fast but they die so young
And we just keep wondering ... what goes on
You got everything to live for
We got everything to live for
Ain't nothing I want to die for no nothing at all
But they live so fast but they die so young
And we just keep wondering
Tell for yourself, watch me sweat, watch me crawl
Stretch me on the table, up against the wall, up against the wall
You can see for yourself but you better not say
You're working four more hours every other day
See me suffer, see me pain
Must be someone else to blame
See me suffer, see me pain
More trouble at the dockyard, party's shouting at the union
Short fuses on their anger, workers in confusion
Then there's the vandals of the right, they stalk the streets at night
Got someone else to fight, they got someone else to blame
See me suffer, see me pain
Must be someone else to blame
See me suffer, see me pain
You can speak for yourself for the moment is lost
But I don't wanna shout 'cause I'm counting the cost
I'm counting the cost, yes, I'm counting the cost
See me suffer, see me pain
Must be someone else to blame
See me suffer, see me pain
Must be someone else to blame
Scanning at the blue bended headlands
White flurry scudded, a dark silhouette flashes by
In the wet, it is glistening flesh
In the deep marine, in the deep marine
There is room for make believe out in the ocean
There is room for make believe out on the land
In the wet, in the dream, if it's flashing then seen
In the deep marine, in the deep marine
Looking to the white framed headland
Green pockets dropping, a bright cockatoo
Circles up in the breeze, in the realm you can't reach
In the deep marine, in the deep marine
There is room for make believe out in the ocean
There is room for make believe out on the land
In the west, crashes by, it's a green silhouette
In the deep marine, in the deep marine
No one can make her, no one can break her down
Underwater, over land
No one can make her, no one can break her
Underwater, over land
No one can make her, no one can break her
She is what she is and no one can bring her down
Bring her down
Looking to the white framed headland
Green pockets dropping a bright cockatoo
Circles up in the breeze, in the realm you can't reach
In the deep marine, in the deep marine
There is room for make believe out in the ocean
There is room for make believe out on the land
In the wet, flashes by, it's a green silhouette
In the deep marine, in the deep marine
No one can make her, no one can break her
Underwater, over land
No one can make her, no one can break her
Underwater, over land
No one can break her, no one can fake her
She it what she is and no one can bring her down
Bring her down
Underwater, overland
Underwater, overland
Underwater, overland
Underwater, overland
No one can squeeze her, no one can freeze her now
No one can make her, no one can break her down
No one can seize her, no one can freeze her
She is what she is and you've got to see it
No one can take her, no one can break her down
No one can break her, no one can shake her
No one can squeeze her, no one can freeze her
No one can take her, no one can break her
No one can take her, no one can break her
No one can squeeze her, no one can freeze her
She is what she is, no one can seize
Conquistador of Mexico, the Zulu and the Navaho
The Belgians in the Congo, short memory
Plantation in Virginia, the Raj in British India
The deadline in South Africa, short memory
The story of El Salvador, the silence of Hiroshima
Destruction of Cambodia, short memory
Short memory, must have a short memory
The sight of hotels by the Nile, the designated Hilton style
With running water specially bought short memory
A smallish man Afghanistan, a watch dog in a nervous land
They're only there to lend a hand short memory
Wake up in sweat at dead of night
And in the tents new rifles hey short memory
If you read the history books you'll see
The same things happen again and again
Repeat repeat short memory they've all got it
When are we going to play it again
Got a short, got a short, got a short, got a short
They've got a short must have a short, they've got a short, aah
Don't wanna live in a prison cell
Don't wanna live in a smoking room
Independence just don't come to you
In the brief of a diplomat
Say your prayers for the future
Say your prayers for the past
It might be 'round the corner
It might be all we have
Say your prayers
Couldn't live with a compromise
Couldn't live with hypocrisy
Bureaucracy it doesn't have to win
Break the cage of the beast within
Say your prayers in the boardroom
Say your prayers on the stairs
It might be catastrophic
It might be too damn bad
Say your prayers
I got the cure for compassion fatigue
Spend a week with the Timorese
Running scared from the military
You can share, you can share your disease
Now we won't live with an absent master
Couldn't live on an island divided
Don't want my kids to grow up in shame
In a country with a different name
Had to throw them out, had to break the chains
Say your prayers for the future
Say your prayers for the past
It might be 'round the corner
It might be all we have
Say your prayers
I got the cure for compassion fatigue
Spend a week with the Timorese
Running scared from the military
People, wasting away in paradise
Going backward, once in a while
Moving ahead, falling behind
What do you believe, what do you believe?
What do you believe is true
Nothing they say makes a difference this way
Nothing they say will do
They take all the trouble that you can afford
At least you won?t have time to be bored
At least you won?t have time to be bored
Oh the power and the passion
Oh the temper of the time
Oh the power and the passion
Sometimes you?ve got to take the hardest line
Sunburnt faces around, with skin so brown
Smiling zinc cream and crowds
Sundays the beach never a cloud
Breathing eucalypti, pushing panel vans
Stuff and munch junk food laughing at the truth
'Cause gough was tough 'til he hit the rough
Uncle Sam and John were quite enough
Too much of sunshine too much of sky
It?s enough to make you want to cry
Just enough to make you want to cry
Oh the power and the passion
Oh the temper of the time
Oh the power and the passion
Sometimes you?ve got to take the hardest line
Buildings, clothing the sky, in paradise
Sydney, nights are warm
Daytime telly, blue rinse dawn
Dad?s so bad he lives in the pub
It?s a underarms and football clubs
Flat chat, pine gap, in every home a big mac
And no one goes outback, that?s that
You take what you get and get what you please
It?s better to die on your feet than to live on your knees
It?s better to die on your feet than to live on your knees
Oh the power and the passion
Oh the temper of the time
Oh the power and the passion
Who'd like to change the world
Who wants to shoot the curl
Who gets to work for bread
Who wants to get ahead
Who hands out equal rights
who starts and ends that fight
And not rant and rave
Or end up a slave
Who can make hard won gains
Fall like the summer rain
Now every man must be
What his life can be
So don't call me the tune, I will walk away
Who wants to please everyone
Who says it all can be done
Still sit up on that fence
No-one I've heard of yet
Don't call me baby
Don't talk in maybes
Don't talk like has-beens
Sing it like it should be
Who laughs at their nagging doubts
Lying on a neon shroud, running around
Just got to touch someone
I want to be
So don't call me the tune, I will walk away
One country one
Country one country
Who wants to sit around
Turn it up, turn it down
Only a man can be
What his life can be
One vision
One people
One landmass
We are defenceless
We have a lifeline
One ocean
One policy
Seabed lies
One passion
One movement
One instant
One difference
One lifetime
One understanding
One country
One understanding
Transgression
Redemption
One island
One placemat
One firmament
One element
One moment
One fusion
I come from a land of wide open spaces
Where the world turns around us and we just follow suit
There's heat in the air and peace reigns supreme
Got white flags on the clothes lines and the deals are new
In the wind
The ashes fly
The poison crown
The charcoal ground
And if you can't see the smile in me
That's where I wanna be
There's only God
There's only Christ
Think I'll lie down
For just a while
And the grass became granite and the sky a black sheet
Our bed was a graveyard, we couldn't feel our blistered feet
And the moaning and groaning and sighing of death
And the silence that followed and the very harsh reality
So watch and check them out and listen as we learn
Throw the pearls before the swine, ebb and flow, turning tide
Yes, we watch and catch them no matter how they jump
The pigs will have to come to ground, we've got to make it happen
It's really not that new, try and make it happen now
'Cause what are we to do, maybe there's a chance for you
All around
An eerie sound
Their dreams a cloud
Their world in shrouds
In the wind
The ashes fly
Not much time
But time to try
And if you can't see the smile in me
That's 'cause I wanna be
I want to be here at the end
Look at all the toys I got
Look at all the things I need
Hey, look at all the toys I got
Look at all the mouths I feed
Have I got a wonderful deal for you
What belongs to me, belongs to you
I understand what you're going through
I know the point to push you to
My policy helps me, helps you
Generosity helps me, helps you
Conspiracy helps me, helps you
Put your trust in me, I'll help you too
Look at all the things I've done
Look at all the rights I wrong
The means will justify the end
For you to save and me to spend
'Cause I've got a great idea you see
What belongs to you, belongs to me, yeah
I know just what you wanna do
I know how I can get there too
I'll take that
My policy helps me, helps you
Generosity helps me, helps you
Conspiracy helps me, helps you
Put your trust in me, I'll help you too
I'll help you too, I'll help you
My policy helps me, helps you
Generosity helps me, helps you
Conspiracy helps me, helps you
Put your trust in me, I'll help you too
Hypocrisy helps me, helps you
Democracy helps me, helps you
Ideology helps me, helps you
Put your trust in me, I'll help you through
Cold cold change, we were so excited
But you came and went so soon
Cold cold change, we were not invited
We smiled all the while we were taken in
Cold cold change, bringing in the winter
Freezing up the water, closing up the mind
One more danger, gonna have to deal with
One last moment fading all the time
But no lasting change, well we were turned around
We jumped in the air to see over the wall
No master plan, it's a bad design
Significant time in spite of us all
Cold cold change, we were so excited
Waiting on the outside, waiting to begin
Left us all angry and bewildered
Laughing at the way we were taken in
You better lock the door, turn it off (the light)
We'll leave the nights alone, better keep me hoping
That the change is over, the ice is gone
Brought up in a world of changes
Part time cleaner in a holiday flat
I stare out to sea at the ships at night
No anesthesia
I'm going to work on it day to day
No zephyr, no light relief it seems
But maybe it's a dream
I'm lying back in a row of timber cases
Placed out on the dock with nightmare faces looking at me
And I can see now and I wanna be free now
This is my home, this is my sea
Don't paint it with the future of factories
I want to stay, I feel okay
There's nothing else that's perfect
I'll have my way
We're all sinking in our own mud
We're all sinking in our own mud
Brought up in a world of changes
Waste product pedestrian limb from limb
A short changed by the surfing priest again
Two children in the harbor
They play their games, storm water drain
Write their contract in the sand, it'll be gray for life
But you can draw the blind but you can't stop the sun
From shining on and on and getting you there
Tide forever beckons you to leave, something holds you back
It's not the promise of a swell or a girl just
The hope that some day, some way it'll be okay
So you stop and say
This is my home, this is my sea
Don't paint it with the future of factories
This is my life, this is my right
I'll make it what I want to
I'll stay and I'll fight
I'll fight and I'll fight and I'll fight
And I'll fight and I'll fight
I'm a snow plough, I must now plow on, I'm a snow plough, I'm a settlers son
I'm a storm cloud, rain myself all over the place
I'm a storm cloud, gonna wipe that smile right off your face
There must be one place left in the world
Where the mountains meet the sea
There must be one place left in the world
Where the water's real and clean
I'm a landslide, I'm a downhill run, I'm a landslide, open season's just begun
There must be one place left in the world
Where the skin says it can breathe
There gotta be one place left in the world
It's a solitude of distance and relief
There gotta be one place left in the world
I'm a short fuse, I'm a slow blues
I'm a landslide humming, I'm a downhill running
There must be one place left in the world, where we can be
(Moginie/Hirst/Rotsey/Garrett)
The world is crashing down on me tonight
The world is crashing down on me tonight
The walls are closing in on me tonight
The walls are closing in on me tonight
'Cos I know this is the end of the
Beginning of the outbreak of love
The stars come falling down on me tonight
The stars come falling down on me tonight
Sharks are coming up to feed
I believe it's time to move
Divers coming up to breathe
On a knife edge razor day
If you listen long enough they've got nothing to say
It's a time warp place don't change
The rhythm of the night, the beating rain
You move fast to get off of that merry-go-round
There's one gun, probably more
And the others are pointing at our back door
At the best hotel of all
Put my name on the wall, put my bed on the floor
You get much less well it seems like more
Heart's still sore
Word crimes, bitter lies
[Instrumental]
From the bar to the bedroom I'm swimming in the neon
Lighted pictures of a redhead, plastic coated hot on
And sometimes when that mirror shows
The smile of disbelief
Stained signature of nightmares
Stolen by the thief, oh yeah
I'm back on the borderline
Yes I'm back on the borderline
By the end make a bet and only place is Laminex
Laugh a lot cry a lot salt and pepper supper sex
And sometimes when that magic of the moment
Fails the test
In retrospect that diamond day
Did not make second best
And sometimes when a thousand voices
Tell you that you're wrong
A saint in any form
Becomes a sinner all along
I'm back on the borderline
Yes I'm back on the borderline
Yes I'm back on the borderline
Yes I'm back on the borderline
I'm back on the borderline
Let's begin, I am ready, let's begin
Sell my soul to him
Shed my skin, I just wanna shed my skin
I don't wanna sell my soul to him
Mechanize, city bursts and farmers die
They cry
Sleep face down in a goods train heading south in the rain
In this world I often think you'd understand me
In these words I often think you'd recognise me
'cos I just wanna swim with the fish in the sea
and I want faith to heal so that I can be clean
Celebrate, I just to celebrate
I'm not going to sell my soul to him
Up there, up there, up there on the platform
He is speaking to the people
The people are responding
With clapping and a cheering
But the meaning of the message
Not revealed to those assembled
They're taken for a ride
Taken in his stride
When the Generals talk
You better listen to him
When the Generals talk
You better do what he say
When the Generals talk
You better listen to him
When the Generals talk
You better do what he say
There's a rumour in the ranking
Someone's talking insurrection
General has a purge
He wants to win election
With the certain satisfaction
That the people are appeased
Long live the revolution
The General's very pleased
When the Generals talk
You better listen to him
When the Generals talk
You better do what he say
When the Generals talk
You better listen to him
When the Generals talk
You better do what he say
Sitting on the fence both ears to the ground
The fat cats still push the thin cats around
Sitting on the fence both ears to the ground
The fat cats still push the thin cats around
Sitting on the fence both ears to the ground
The fat cats still push the thin cats
Introducing the new, introducing the new
Introducing the new, introducing the new
Australians strivin' for privacy and philosophy
As long as you're gonna fit no one
Who satisfy the people who got the most money
You stay in the goverrnment
Well we don't like those kind of governments in Australia
Those governments that don't care about
Young Australians
Those governments that don't care about
Nuclear weapons
Those governments that don't care about
The resources and the environment
Those governments that don't care about
Anything else other than their exclusive cynical chase for power
When the Generals talk
You better listen to him
When the Generals talk
You better do what he say
When the Generals talk
You better listen to him
When the Generals talk
You better do what he say
When the Generals talk
You better listen to him
When the Generals talk
You better do what he say
When the Generals talk
When the Generals talk
When the Generals talk
[Instrumental]
There's a road train going nowhere
Roads are cut, lines are down
We'll be staying at the Roma Bar
Till that monsoon passes on
The backbone of this country's broken
The land is cracked and the land is sore
Farmers are hanging on by their fingertips
We cursed and stumbled across that shore, what for
Well, I hear much support for the monarchy
I hear the Union Jack's to remain
I see Namatjira in custody
And I see Truganini's in chains
And the world, it won't stand still
And the world, it won't stand still
The blue collar work, it don't get you nowhere
You just go round and round in debt
Somebody's got you on that treadmill, mate
And I hope you're not beaten yet, not yet
I hear much support for the monarchy
And I hear the Union Jack's to remain
I see Namatjira in custody
And I see Truganini's in chains
Well, I hear much support for the monarchy
And I see the Union Jack in flames, let it burn
I see Namatjira with dignity
And I see Truganini's in chains, chains
And the world, it won't stand still
And the world, it won't stand still, [Incomprehensible]
And the world, it won't stand still
US Forces gives the nod
It's a setback for your country
Bombs and trenches all in rows
Bombs and threats still ask for more
Divided world the CIA
Say who control the issue
You leave us with no time to talk
You can write your own assessment
Sing me songs of no denying
Seems to me too many trying
Waiting for the next big thing
Will you know it when you see it
High risk children dogs of war
Now market movements call the shots
Business deals in parking lots
Waiting for the meat of tomorrow
Sing me songs of no denying
Seems to me too many trying
Waiting for the next big thing
Everyone is too stoned to start emission
People too scared to go to prison
We're unable to make decisions
Political party line don't cross that floor
L. Ron Hubbard can't save your life
Super boy takes a plutonium wife
In the shadow of ban the bomb we live
Sing me songs of no denying
Seems to me too many trying
Waiting for the next big thing
Sing me songs of no denying
Seems to me too many trying
Waiting for the next big thing
Sing me songs of no denying
Seems to me too many trying
Waiting for the next big
We can wait no longer, wait no longer, wait no longer
We're waiting
We're waiting
I believe we're crossing the great ravine
Still yearning half-way a stranger
I believe in our multiplicity
still part-blind no reason for anger
I believe we pull up our roots and retreat
A new crop of aerials in Dacca and Canberra
Why won't you tell me the truth about you
Vaseline, you smeared it across every scene
Anchor-man drowns in a sea of sensation
Tyranny crushing the young bird's seed
Halloween's mate short fuse of the banker
We're all spores but we're never eunuchs love's one the loose
Deflect the short tunics and the cameras ruse there's no judgement
In ignorance I say
Some people tell me stories wasting all my time
Some trying not receiving someone else's lies
Well, you knew from the start
That a one way loving wouldn't last
You think I'm moving slowly, girl
I tell you, you're moving way too fast
Working in the city from nine to five
Traffic on the highway gonna blow my mind
Surfing with a spoon all the rest of the time
Oh yeah, all the rest of the time
You better find your way without me
'Cause I'm heading for the coast in June
Don't talk about me when I'm gone
You know I couldn't leave too soon
I'm back in town, you're still around
I guess I'll have to stay away
I'm going up north where the weather's fine
We don't serve your country
Don't serve your king
Know your custom, don't speak your tongue
White man came took everyone
We don't serve your country
Don't serve your king
White man listen to the songs we sing
White man came took everything
We carry in our hearts the true country
And that cannot be stolen
We follow in the steps of our ancestry
And that cannot be broken
We don't need protection
Don't need your land
Keep your promise on, where we stand
We will listen we'll understand
Mining companies, pastoral companies
Uranium companies, collected companies
Got more right than people
Got more say than people
Forty thousand years can make a difference
Wherever the wind blows
When it blows over the sea
The moon's sitting high
Waves will rise
Water shapes
Waves will take you, take you there
Surf's up tonight
Summers on hold
It will go running away
You've gotta move now
Get inside
Take that dive
Get inside today
Surf's up tonight
Now I was lonely
And you were too
I met you down at the waterline
Now there's something we can do
Now there's something left to do
Oh yeah
Surf's up tonight
Wherever you are
When you're coming over land
There's a place where you can throw it away
There's a place you can forget
You get wet, it's free
You get high, you're alive
Surf's up tonight
Come on up tonight
Surf's up tonight
I don't wanna grow anything in my heart
I don't want to write all these things in the sand
I don't wish to listen and not understand
And I don't want to tramp up the footpath of stars
Don't want to be an advocate
Don't want to be a monument
There is nothing that grows in your arctic world
I don't want to breathe that Smithsonian air
And I don't want to listen when they toll the bell
'Cause I can't take another industrial feast
On the ground, on my back, out there
I want to meet the President
Of a country without sense
There is nothing that grows in his arctic world
I tell you, there is nothing that grows in your arctic world
Breaking me down - lunatic noises
Breaking me down - desperate voices
Breaking me down - phone is blistering
Breaking me down - death by listening
Somebody's out there, somebody's waiting
Somebody's trying to tell me something
Somebody's trying to talk to me
Cracking me up - silence threatening
Cracking me up - storm is deafening
Cracking me up - pressure brought to bear
Push start that car tomorrow
I'll take it to the tip yard
Well I'll leave it as a metal wreck
For cats to sleep
Then I'll catch the bus to Bondi
Swim the beach and wonder
Who can wear the fashion when
The place is oh so hot
I'm just part of this play
I'm making an inroad on the one and only
I'm just part of this play
I've finally decided I'm here to stay
Then I'll stop the small talk
Then I'll stop the games
I'll show them that the plans
I've made aren't wrong, what's wrong?
Then I'll shop at New World
Fill it up with real toys
So you got the blues
The evening wore out your shoes
To a shufflin' beat
It's a colorful crowd
Spraycan information
Cover the lonely station
A checkpoint for the state of the nation
So you got the blues
And we sleep in hope
The evening wore out your shoes
On the mission-beat beat
The radio drug
Wayward destination
Secondhand sensation
Take this heart
Break this heart
Wrap it up
So you got the blues
And it's gettin' later and later
The evening wore out your shoes
If you're in without the sail
Now back of the cell
The plug and the cord
Shoulder dislocation
They're bruised in isolation
Take this heart
Break this heart
And give me some
In the eye of the storm
We were counting on walls
Cross my heart confusion
We're all looking for a new solution
Say it's the heat of the land, now
Swallowin' sweat how
Say those dreams can shake me
God come down and save me
Take this heart
Break this heart
And give me some sleep
So you got the blues
The evening wore out your shoes
So you got the blues
The evening wore out your shoes
Come to me now
Be careful what you say
Don't make a sound
There's noise enough in this
Come with me know
Let night move into day
Let sheets keep secrets
That no-one else could know
I could kill for this one time and not be caught
She said to me, this is the one and I know
I was asleep with both eyes open
Dream freeze sprinklers in the sun
Beer soaked mansions block the sky
Dingos howl and white flags fly
The future's put on hold and you're still young
But I know seeing is believing
I can't believe what I'm seeing
I was crying with both eyes open
But now all is quiet on drip feed lottery night
Curse the dugong, free the jet ski
Suckling babies at the eski
The Southern Aurora was late again
As I waited at central to take you home
Winking spinning sparkling lights on our flat earth
You talk about the old groundling ways
Where the suburbs summer pulse and play in wrinkled sand and
never never never neverland
I get home I see them drive down
I look out and see those lines and lines and lines of swell and
smiles
Coolangatta, what's the matter?
Paradise, it's a surfer's world and flashing lights and real
estate
With one last wave
Ahhh, get up and run
'Cause there's a beach lies quiet near the open sea
And a carpark lay streched where the bindis used to be
When will I be yours
When will I be mine
Well I want to return to my sender
Well I want to return
There is so many that I can't remember
But there's so much to choose
We are laying the tracks for the company
Across all space and all time
Any insinkerator will remind you
What can happen to you
There's a billboard as high as a mountain
Neon lights up the hill
Cast no shadow and leave no traces
We are grist for the mill
Hold me control me into the arms we fall
Sugar the future sale of the century
Trying to turn the world around
Trying to turn the world around
I'm on the whisky flying and I'll run by night
I'm on the whisky runnin' and I'll run by night
I'm on the winter cycle, shut my eyes to the bite
I'm on the winter cycle, shake my fist to the bite
I'm on the whisky flying and I'll run by night
I'm on the phone to summer, so I'll see you on the flight
My friends are at the party, playing games with the light
I hate to say I'm wrong, I just know I'm right
We all run by night
I'm on the whisky flying and I'll run by night
I'm on the glaze a burning and it burns in the light
I'm on a turning circle, turn my face from the bite
I'm on a turning circle, hear me screaming at the bite
I'm on the edge of danger and I'll run by night
I'm on the phone to summer, so I'll see you on the flight
My friends are at the party, playing games with the light
I hate to say I'm wrong, I just know I'm right
I don't want to run, I don't want to stay
'Cause everything that's near and dear is old and in the way
Emergency has gone, apathy rolling on
Time to take a stand, redneck wonderland
Got you in my sights, spotlit by the fence
If it's love you're faking it's just common sense
Brick and tile for miles, rolling in the aisles
Rifle in my hand, redneck wonderland
Well, the streets are clean, nothing gets away
I can see the beauty treatment draining from your face
It is vision free, it's poor bugger me
Say yes to a real life ambition
Say yes to our hopes and our plans
Forget about your indecision
Let's get the beast off our land
A tree that can grow no longer
A beach that has got no sand
I would pay out a king's ransom
If we could just understand
Got your last meal, filled up with pesticide
Hamburger, chain third world infanticide
Got robot, car, your jobs will disappear
It's the politics of a brand new year
Manhattanization is coming
Open your eyes if you dare
Carry us on to the crossroads
Come to your senses and care
16 million, I can't hear you at all
Some say that's progress, I say that's cruel
You may be safe in your hemisphere
But there's so much junk in the stratosphere
We got our eyes on the firmament, hands on the armaments
Heads full of arguments and words for our monuments
I won't deny it, can we survive?
Look up on the ledge, there's a bomber diving on the golden street
Down below the crowd is falling, bullets under feet
Don't tell me, don't tell me, hey don't tell me
We're under the beat of a brand-new marching order
Ears to be ground there's a party planned for the new recruits
There's a shit storm a'coming, I feel it coming soon
There's a time and a place and a moment in space
When the fat boys call the tune
There's a bubble a bouncing and it's bouncing my way
There's two sticks in the powder works
I think it's gonna blow today
There's a shit storm a'coming
Somebody's claiming some [unverified]
Because the animal's back with the man intact
They had a gun at my head and a knife at my back
Don't wind me up too tight, I've been had by the balls all my life
I'm in no mood now to stop dead and talk it over
I don't need no fire and brimstone warning
I've been a long time punching bag
I won't run no race where there ain't no prize
Take a look at my face
Can't you see this ain't no lies
There's a hit storm a'coming
They're getting in for one free bite, I was taken by surprise
By the glint in the eyes of a sweet campaign
Smelling strongly of lies, you're the original Mr. Clean
But the closeups make you look awful mean
She was the golden summer wine
And now she's black and blue resigned
He took advantage like the spider, helpless
One too many times
You had to go ahead and sing
You had to steal that diamond ring
Upon the headstone so inscribed, they cried
One too many times
We are so human, we're so small
We're always coming back for more
A second helping third and fourth, it's gone
One too many times
Fresh air soft landing
so good to be home
this bruised world's got its beauty
it's where I belong.
The sight of those green curves
quickens my heart
break the grip of Leviathan
now I'm ready to start.
Have I been away too long
have I been away too long
have I been away too long
I just can't wait.
Saw big smoke umbrella
blue lights up close
exploiters of psyche
stealing the code.
I imagine completeness
no spin cycle deceit
time and tide keep on rolling
There's a wind on the eastern side
Ghost gums dance in the moonlit night
Mo poke mourns the racketeers
The bosses they can sense your mood
All in place to a hand that rules
They all want to deal you out
I can see the outside world
Everything's inviting in the outside world
Leaving all my problems in the outside world
It's the summer of another year
A little world weary a little more to fear
Hold those cards tight to your chest
Maybe someday you could be a man
Living quietly in a caravan
Was it just a dream? Were you so confused?
Was it just a giant leap of logic?
Was it the time of year, that makes a state of fear?
Methods were the motives for the action
And did I hear you say
My country right or wrong
My country right or wrong
My country right or wrong
Did you save your face? Did you breach your faith?
Women, there were children at the shelter
Now who can stop the hail when human senses fail
There was never any warning, no escape
And did I hear you say
My country right or wrong
My country, oh so strong
My country right or wrong
My country right or wrong
My country's going wrong
My country right or wrong
I hear you say the truth must take a beating
The flag a camouflage for your deceiving
'Cause I know, yes, I know it's written on your soul
I know, we all make mistakes
This is not a case of blurred vision
It's a case of black holes, pocket holes, soul holes
Did I hear you say
My country right or wrong
My country, oh so strong
My country right or wrong
My country right or wrong
My country's going wrong
My country right or wrong
My country
My country
What do we want, we are going to be the winners or the losers?
And who do we hear, do we listen to the beggars or the choosers?
We're getting no reaction
We haven't heard a word
You're almost (but not quite)
More than we deserve
So what do we want, are we going to be the does or the talkers?
And where do we go, can we separate the runners from the walkers?
So what do we do, do we want to be the givers or the takers?
And who do we hear, do we listen to the movers or the makers?
So so what do we want, who do we hear?
Where do we go and what can we do?
"This is a mad house," she goes straight for the palm
"You'll be luck to make it till Tuesday"
I say "You must be joking, the idea's absurd"
But the picture's hanging on her every word
But she comes right back, her black velvet cat
Has gone smiled all over the carpet
He says "I know my rights, I've got nothing to say"
But he cried all night on the night 'n' day
I've seen the naked flame
And I'm turning my eyes away
"Yes it's a mad house," the minister shouts
But his words drown out in the crowd
He says "I open my mouth and some idiot speaks"
So he strikes the service for another two weeks
Then the party's over, it's a free-for-all
I'm under the table, I got my foot in the door
Well she's a natural leader, and she's bound to win
She's just waiting for the burning to begin
I've seen the naked flame
It's gonna burn me again
I'm dying down in the rain
Older than Kosciuszko
Darwin down to Alice Springs
Dealers in the clearinghouse
The settlements explode
High up in the homelands
Miners drive across the land
Encounter no resistance
When the people block the road
Older than Kosciuszko
Dry white seasons years ago
Darkness over Charleville
The fires begin to grow
No end to the hostility
Now they want to be somewhere else
No stranger to brutality
Now they'd like to be someone else
Older than Kosciuszko
Driven back to Alice Springs
Endless storm and struggle
Marks the spirit of the age
High up in the homelands
Celebration 'cross the land
Builds up like a cyclone
Now the fires begin to rage
Call off the ultimatum
No don't turn away
Call off the ultimatum until yesterday
Call off the ultimatum
No don't turn away
Bind up the brokenhearted
No don't turn away
Call off the ultimatum until yesterday
(Hirst/Moginie)
There is a place I was born
It is a place I've never seen
Don't even know where it is
Don't even know my name
Where is home, where is my home?
I'm searching far and wide
It's a bastard song
It is the feeling that everything's wrong
We are alive, we that have wings
We have devices can do anything, I say
Where is home, where is my home?
I hear my spirit cry
If you're out of transmission, way out on the road
If you're out of commission I can, give you the code
Darkness is coming and it's in your command
Time to be moving, time
There is a town I was born
Now there's a place I've got to call home
Where is home, where is my home?
I'm searching far and wide, oh yeah
Where is home, where is my home?
I hear my spirit cry
[Incomprehensible]
In the morning we will wake up and take to the air
Look back at the planet, I'm glued to my chair
Southern half is burning as we climb through the sky
Sea birds softly falling, smoke way up high
There's the contours of the mountains, the deserts and plains
And a hurricane is blowing and it turns once again
Now there's oil spills in the water, where Columbus once sailed
And there's history and mystery and it's rolling away
I wish you could see, this great mystery
Earth and sun and moon, human tribe, thin blue line
Earth and sun and moon will survive, yeah
Sediment is flowing from river to sea
Now where are the mighty nations, no lines to be seen
An axe upon the broken ground, the sigh of the trees
And it's floating in the ether, it brings me to my knees
Oh yeah, yeah
Too messed up to care, got a wing and a prayer
Now, earth and sun and moon, human tribe, thin blue line
Earth and sun and moon will survive
In the blink of an eye, thank you and goodnight
Earth and sun and moon, human tribe, one thin blue line
Earth and sun and moon will survive
Earth and sun and moon
Well, it's the one and only tribe, we will survive
Earth and sun and moon will survive, will survive, will survive
Skating down the street just beware;
people dropping dirt bombs everywhere.
when you smell that asphalt grin
and you feel it burn your skin
Its gravelrash!
burning on your ass
Gravelrash.
stay away from those cheap mopeds
dangerous on the road protect your head
enjoy the sun the beach and the smiles
beware the sand on the corner arhh!
Its Gravelrash!
Burning my ass
gravelrash oh yeah!
woo hooo! alright!
Gravelrash.
Out where the river broke
The blood wood and the desert oak
Holden wrecks and boiling diesels
Steam in forty five degrees
The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share
The time has come
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
Let's give it back
How can we dance when our earth is turning?
How do we sleep while our beds are burning?
How can we dance when our earth is turning?
How do we sleep while our beds are burning?
The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent, now
To pay our share
Four wheels scare the cockatoos
From Kintore East to Yuendemu
The western desert lives and breathes
In forty five degrees
The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share
The time has come
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
Let's give it back
How can we dance when our earth is turning?
How do we sleep while our beds are burning?
How can we dance when our earth is turning?
How do we sleep while our beds are burning?
The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent, now
To pay our share
The time has come
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
We're gonna give it back
How can we dance when our earth is turning?
It's 2 a.m. in Town Hall Station
Black walls and sleeping drunks
Are bad companions
Ice is there, fear is there
Everyone is nowhere, there's too much of nothing
Take me away
It' 9 a.m. in Town Hall Station
Flashing faces and gray herds no comparison
So sorry, so straight
Everyone is nowhere, there's too much of nothing
Take me away
I've seen faces in the window
I've seen faces in the street
They walk and talk of nothing
I've known many restless summers
The sand dunes I imagine
A place without a postcard
Flower people were so beautiful
But straight and loud's the way
Good luck the beatnik spirit
The talk of politicians
The sentences of cynics
Are the sentences of childhood
They're all talking shit to me
Out-talked by the mass media to pay the bills it lies
And the lies we eat for breakfast
Brave faces face the boardroom
The oak stained walls fall silent
They leave lined with defeat
And they got those tears in their eyes
Well, it makes no sense to me
Why don't they understand? We're so ordinary too
I saw the exits closing now
Pain and passion's my point of view
Well there's nothing like the truth
I've seen men that have been marked out
Ruled out by grim assassins
They fell hard on instant replay
And I'm never going there
Well, the place I see so much better
'Cos it makes no sense to me
I saw the exits closing now
Burning mountains, burning paper
In my shoes, in my shoes
There is so much to remind me
As the stars come out above me, home
Cool wind, clear my head
Bright sun grow my food
Strong rain clear my heart
Fill my land it's a new day
I don't know why it is sold
Don't know why it's so cold
In this life that we live
New day, new day, new day
In my shoes, in my shoes
There is so much to astound me
As the whirlpool spins around me, home
Bushfire, burn and grow
Sunset watch and rest low
Long night holding child close
Feed my dream
It's a new day
I don't know why it is sold
Don't know why it's so cold
In this life that we live
New day, new day, new day
It's larger than life
Darker than death
We're gonna move
Those mountains aside
Here comes the angel of death
You may not remember her yet
Concrete all over her face
Child bride of the human race
Until you see life in the forest
Until you hear you've been abolished
Forget everything that you think
You've been promised, bring on the change
Sunscreen all over your face
Chatswood wasn't built in a day
Mysteries are in this game, I say
Shine on, take me away
Heads in the bank, hearts in the closet
Soul's out to lunch, will soon be upon us
We believe everything that we see, let's be honest
And bring on the change
Lift up your eyes, look to the heavens
Could be a sign or a seven-eleven
Some day we'll see everything they've been selling
Bring on the change, c'mon, c'mon
Bring on the change, I say
You gotta bring on the change
A change, a change
I say, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
Must be time for a second chance
I can't escape this basement flat
Writer's cramp and claustrophobia
Must be time for a second chance
I can't escape this basement flat
Writer's cramp and claustrophobia
Must be time for a better place
My sink leaks and the rats
Have won the race, over and over
Must be time for a new idea
Pack up my things, get away from here
They're never gonna trace me
People upstairs make so much noise
Drive me mad with their electrical toys
Louder and louder
What can I do?
There must be some solution
What can I do? Oh
There must be some solution
Must be time for a second chance
I can't escape this basement flat
Got writer's cramp and claustrophobia
Must be time for a better place
My sink leaks and the rats
Have won the race over and over
What can I do?
There must be some solution
What can I do?
There must be some solution
What can I do?
There must be some solution
Staying by rent outside, no radio out loud
No drinks, no friends, no animals
No TV set, no girlfriends there
That'll come down, just be around
[Incomprehensible]
This is an instrumental
We don't serve your country
Don't serve your king
Know your custom don't speak your tongue
White man came took everyone
We don't serve your country
Don't serve your king
White man listen to the songs we sing
White man came took everything
We carry in our hearts the true country
And that cannot be stolen
We follow in the steps of our ancestry
And that cannot be broken
We don't serve your country
Don't serve your king
Know your custom don't speak your tongue
White man came took everyone
We don't need protection
Don't need your hand
Keep your promise on where we stand
We will listen we'll understand
We carry in our hearts the true country
And that cannot be stolen
We follow in the steps of our ancestry
And that cannot be broken
We carry in our hearts the true country
And that cannot be stolen
We follow in the steps of our ancestry
And that cannot be broken
Mining companies, pastoral companies
Uranium companies
Collected companies
Got more right than people
Got more say than people
Forty thousand years can make a difference to the state
of things
You're watching people fighting
You're watching people losing on Armistice Day
You're watching people fighting
You're watching people losing on Armistice Day
The watchers do the wincing, reporters so convincing
The TV never lies
I went looking for a war and the only guns I saw
Never used in anger
Watching people fighting
Watching people losing, Armistice Day
You're watching people fighting
You're watching people losing on Armistice Day
The fixers do the fixing, the locals do the lynching
The papers deny
I went looking for a headline, got talking to the back line
They'd never seen the action
Watching people fighting
You're watching people losing on Armistice Day
You're watching people fight or say they might
Oh, say they lose on Armistice Day
Watchers do the wincing, reporters so convincing
The TV never lies, it never lies
I went looking for a war and the only guns I saw
Never used in anger
Fixers do the fixing, the locals do the lynching
You the mothers who sent your sons
Wipe away your tears
For those who fought and those who fell
Become our sons as well.
You the warriors with your words
Throw away your spears
You talk of times of peace for all
And then prepare for war.
All the people with dreams, all mothers with sons
All people with dreams never woken at night by the sound of guns.
Like a child that's born on a moonless night
Like a child that's born, we parachute down to an unknown fight.
This city of blossom and blood
This city suffered more than it should
These sidewalk silhouettes not washed away, not washed away.
Whatever you've done, whatever you've done, whatever you've done.
There's a hope in the heart says never again.
Whatever you say, whatever you say, whatever you say
It's the price of peace to remember that day.
The Empire rings
The umpire's not laughing
The President's resented
Ambassador's a night club
You cannot get it out
It's stuff you cannot taste or see
It's stuff you cannot smell
It's stuff that's twenty times as hot
As the hottest stuff in Hell
The company said it would not blow
The government said it might
Harrisburg, oh Harrisburg
I wonder who is right
Who can leave it behind?
The curtains are drawn
There's something I must say to you
You cannot get it out
Harrisburg, oh, Harrisburg
The plant is melting down
The people out in Harrisburg
Are getting out of town
And when this stuff gets in
You cannot get it out
'Coz when this stuff gets in
The God forsaken rifleman stands rigid at the bar
The kids discover victims in the rubble and the tar
They're married to ambition to the slogans of the war
Slogans that used to be scrawled on the wall
Are written in the heart
A woman bows to mecca and she struggles to her feet
It's better since the president took shooting off the street
She pictures all the poverty the cursed holy war
Pictures that used to be scrawled on the wall
Are written in the heart
The elders make a promise and they forge it in the fire
The general's car is sabotaged, four bullets in the tire
With the burning of the words there goes the scorching of the earth
The words that used to be scrawled on the wall
Are written in the heart
The words that used to be scrawled on the wall
Are written in the heart
The words that used to be scrawled on the wall
I am gone, can't waste more time
I said, not quite joking
The fire has gone the big trees stand
The underground is smoking
Remember nothing you've been told
Means anything to me
And everything you hold is mine
In the barest degree
I walked up to the park
The lion rock was weeping
I walked on to the grave
The lizard king was sleeping
Remember nothing you've been told...
The day's draw long, too long to count
Cushioned by the wasting
Restless age, the rusted temple
A place of my own making
No matter what else you've been told
It's still all up to me
And everything you own, is mine
The southern aurora was late again
As I waited at central to take you home
Winking, spinning, sparkling lights on our flat earth
You talked about the old groundling ways
Where the suburbs summer
Play in wrinkled sand and
Never, never, never neverland
I get home, I see them, I drive down
I look out, I see those lines
And lines and lines of swell and smiles
Coolangatta, what's the matter?
Paradise, it's a surfer's world
And flashing lights and real estate
With one last wave ah, get up and run
'Cause there's a beach lies quiet near the open sea
And a car park lay stretched where the bindis used to be
When will I be yours?
When will I be mine?
When will I be yours?
One things for sure that it's still the sameone things for sure that it's still the same
That young folk die from some noble aim
And they live so fast and they die so young
And we just keep wondering what the hell went wrong
Cos they live so fast but they die so young
And we just keep wondering ... what goes on what goes on
It's such a shame such a useless shame
That they have to play such a hopeless game
And it makes me shake makes me shake with rage
For a wasted life for nothing gained
Cos they live so fast but they die so young
And we just keep wondering ... what goes on
You got everything to live for
We got everything to live for
Ain't nothing I want to die for no nothing at all
But they live so fast but they die so young
There is enough
There is enough for everyone
There is enough, mmm
(There is enough)
In Redfern as there is in Alice
(There is enough)
This is not the Buckingham Palace
(There is enough)
This is the crown land
This is the brown land
This is not our land
Some folks live in water tanks
Some folks live in red brick flats
(There is enough)
Law is carved in granite
(There is enough)
It's been shaped by wind and rain
(There is enough)
White law could be wrong
(There is enough)
Black law must be strong
Warakurna, cars will roll
Don't drink by the water hole
Court fines on the shop front wall
Beat the grog and save your soul
Some people laugh, some never learn
This land must change or land must burn
Some people sleep, some people yearn
This land must change or land must burn
Diesel and dust is what we breathe
This land don't change and we don't leave
Some people live, some never die
This land don't change, this land must lie
Some people leave, always return
This land must change or land must burn
Warakurna, camels roam
Fires are warm and dogs are cold
Not since Lassiter was here
Black man's got a lot to fear
Some people laugh, some never learn
This land must change or land must burn
Some people leave, always return
This land must change or land must burn
This land must change or land must burn
I was taken downtown for my part in the demonstration
I was used and abused with the light in my eyes at the station
I said, "No, no, you got the wrong man
No, no, don't pick on me again
No, no, I'm going home to my family and friends"
I'm too busy making a living to make any money and the living ain't easy
And the money disappears in a hurry
I said, "No, no, I'm going back to school
No, no, they're treating me so cruel
No, no, I'm breaking all the rules"
I was talking to the man, he said, "We're gonna make a deal"
I was fooled into thinking that the paper in my pocket was real
I said, "No, no, you've been taken again
No, no, you're losing all your friends
oh the news will travel slowly
over broken glass
and I'll bet you've heard that story
under the overpass
got no time to weep for something
you?ll never get back
if your feeling cold and lonely
under the overpass
hallelujah hallelujah
under the overpass
dingo cry in the middle of the night
snakeskin crawl under desert sunlight
I wish and I hope
someone's there to drink from the soak
in the town where I hit the ground
its the town with the full nelson sound
yea the news will travel slowly
over broken glass
time and again your gonna hear that story
under the overpass
got no time to weep for something
you can never get back
if your feeling cold and lonely
under the overpass
you can never get back
if your feeling sad and lonely
under the overpass
hallelujah (repeated in various forms)
under the overpass
From the great gibber plain to the Indian ocean
From the stones at my feet to my sown off emotions
Already gone, we've already been
We're free free to secede
From Gallipoli's cliffs to the banks of the Thames
For those that are nameless does memory remain
How can we forget what's already been
We're free so free to secede
Like crimson turning to gold, yeah
Like crimson turning to gold
Caught in the detail of losses and gains
You cannot abandon something so tame
It's already gone already been
I'm gonna wait till we all stop from running
Boxed in like candles, polar bear pride
Turning to terror as the script is read out
Unwilling actors accomplished protractors will shout
I'm gonna wait till we reach the sky
Tin legs and tin mines, anyone cries
Cry in the hope that there'll be tomorrow
Waiting around there must be a time
Time to start thinking and working it out
Come with me now, with me now, we'll be laughing
Who's running the world today
I'm gonna wait till they knock on my door
I'm gonna wait till they dig up the floor boards
Poland in Disneyland, wet dream control
Super computer, the new contraband
I'm gonna wait, we must make a stand
In the cities and the towns
The word is coming down
No more doubt, no more pain
There's been a dragging of the chain
Now there's a price we gotta pay
No way out, no way 'round
Where is the town that we lived in, brother?
Where is the sound of the church bells, sister?
Now is the time to heal
You keep running from the wheel
But there's nothing left to feel
Empty heart down and out
Now the writer's can't explain
Why we're playing up again
No way out, no way down
Where is the hope of a clean tomorrow?
Hope only offers when justice is coming
Now is the time to heal
Where is the ground, the beloved country?
Women and men who have fallen silent
Where are the words that can speak forgiveness?
Who will march for peace
Now that the last of the diggers has gone?
All those who were released
From Sulva Bay and from the Somme
The Mallee is whipped by sand
A great new silence blankets the land
We sure need the Stone Age
In the coming century
Who will feed the poor
Now that the Saint of the gutters is gone?
Who will hear the call?
You lately come or native born
For the touch of the Master's hand
The eye of the Master still watches the lamb
We sure need the Stone Age
In the coming century
The last of the diggers
The last of the diggers
The last of the diggers
The last of the diggers has won
Who gets sent to war?
Who'll lose a child to a foreign coast?
Who will leave our shore
And come home rattling like a ghost?
This country can be cruel
It'll leave you with scars that never heal
We sure need the Stone Age in the coming century
Still gonna need some Stone Age in the coming century
The last of the diggers
The last of the diggers
The last of the diggers
So you cut all the tall trees down
You poisoned the sky and the sea
You've taken what's good from the ground
But you've left precious little for me
You remember the flood and the fall
We remember the light on the hill
There should be enough for us all
But the dollar is driving us still
The river runs red, black rain falls
Dust in my hand
River runs red, black rain falls
On my bleeding land
So we came and conquered, and found
Riches of commons and kings
Who strangled and wrestled the ground
But they never put back anything
Now I'm trapped like a dog in a cage
Wherever the truth is pursued
It must be the curse of the age
What's taken is never renewed
The river runs red, black rain falls
Dust in my hand
River runs red, black rain falls
On my bleeding land, oh yeah
The river runs red, black rain falls
Dust in my hand
A river runs red, black rain falls
On my bleeding land
Land, land, land, land
(On my bleeding land)
Land, land
The river runs red, black rain falls
Dust in my hand
(My hand)
The river runs red, black rain falls
On my bleeding land
The river runs red, the black rain falls
(The river runs red, the black rain falls)
Dust in my hand
(My hand)
The river runs red, black rain falls
On my bleeding land
Land, land, land, land
Hope you're a God, your turn to pray
Hope you've a God, it's your turn to pray
Light on the hill so far away
The light on the hill is so far away
Boy, where are you now?
With skin so brown, get out of town
Star of hope, star of glory
Shine upon this half made man
To himself, he begs, steals and borrows
But you won't be seeing him again
Hope you've a God, it's your turn to pray
Hope you've a God, it's your turn to pray
Light on the hill is so far away
Sign on the hill says, it's the judgment day
Howl, where are you now
Words fly around, get out of town
Star of hope, star of glory
Shine upon this half made man
Blinded by a new tomorrow
You won't be seeing him again
Howl, where are you now
Where skin's so brown, get out of town
Star of hope, star of glory
Shining on this a frying pan
To yourself, if there's some tomorrow
You won't be needing me again
Star of hope, star of glory
Shine upon me if you can
To myself, beg, steal and borrow
You won't be seeing me again
There's an SOS of real distress
Baby, tears at the best address
Ambulance chasers won't confess
Sun comes up and you're stuck
The ones and the zeros are flushing your pores
You've been flamed in the dark and you're feeling sore
The dripfeed rattle lures the innocent cattle
It's the only job around
Yeah, I know spirit of the age is coming home
A 747 is landing on your head
A hand reaches out and you find you're dead
Scared of the tarot and scared of the score
But you went in deep 'cause you needed more
But karma is a boomerang and here it comes again
Feels like the country is a going 'round the bend
There were a few blue singlets at the garage sale
But no one was cheering at the treasures they were clearing
Desperate fictions are in my book
Howl of the dashboard culture that shook
But karma is a boomerang and here it comes again
Feels like the country's just a going 'round the bend
In the desert in the dry
Before the breaking of the rain
The temperature in the shade
Had reached a hundred and ten again
In the desert in the dry
On the overland telegraph line
Don't take the law into your own hands
Don't go looking for a fight
I've heard the bullroarers
In the desert in the dry
Sun sits so high
Long day's mile and the radio crackles
And the bones bleached white
It's a knock 'em down storm
See the tin roof shake
Wild dog howls and the long grass whistles
And the tall trees break
I've seen the wild horses
I've heard the bullroarers
I've seen the wild horses
Shifting sands and broken plans
Lead me on to my homeland
I've seen the wild horses
I've heard the bullroarers
I've seen the wild horses
I've seen the wild
I've heard the bull
I've seen the wild
I've heard the bullroarers
Thought one day I'd make my fortune
Like the ancient cavalcades
From the shipyards of New Zealand
Chasing history I left home
Moving west into the sunset
Became the sunset of our lives
I was factory made and settled
Safe from storm and broken earth
There's so much to do every day
And dreams keep disappearing
We cling to the walls of our heart
Keeps us from coming undone
Now danger lurks behind the spreader
And Charlton Heston casts the first stone
And user interference birthmarks
Say clever, not very wise
Let the lamplights keep on shining now
While those searchlights in skies they are turning
We climb to the top of that heap
I wish I could fly
I can't get lost, I can't get confused
Something's misplaced maybe for good
I can't get lost, I can't get confused
Something's misplaced maybe for good
I can't get lost, I can't get confused
Something's misplaced maybe for good
I can't get lost, I can't get confused
Something's misplaced maybe for good
I can't get lost and I cannot get confused, yeah
Something's misplaced maybe for good
Hanging on like hell to the safety chain
Lifebuoy crash lands in a vale of tears
All the lovers are in retreat
On the edge of the nervous street
So deaf to the call of the wild
Deaf to the first born's whispering plea
Expanding frame the city is in heat
Burning at the edges of the lonely street
But I want to hold your precious head
I will not leave you nor pretend
I'm going to hold you to the end
Hey mama didn't know we'd end up here
The snapshot is all tiles and red walls
Down at the squatter's camps they cannot compete
The shepherd has been bound up by his hands and his feet
Make love make peace make haste, it's a slow release
Great changes gonna carry you
Make love make peace make haste, it's a slow release
The bar was crowded in the arvo din
And the voices got higher and higher
For the man at the back with the tickets in his hat
He would have to do more than aspire to
A place with some light on the sand near a beach
A place near some green running water
Place on the hill with a view of the sea
And the cooking was done by his daughter
If the quinella comes in today
If the quinella comes in today
The day is late and the race is run
A full weeks wages and a lot's been done
'Cause the meeting is over and the crowd has thinned
In the game of chance, the dice has rolled it's spin
Another long week, lady luck makes it plain
His dreams and his hopes are dashed in vain
In the final shout now, as they call his name
His tickets lie like scattered leaves out on that asphalt plain
If the quinella comes in today
And if the quinella comes in today
And if the quinella
Looking around for the moment that's right
Lottery life well, the numbers are tight
As they try one more pull on the handle too late
He thinks of what could be it sticks in his throat
If the quinella comes in today
If the quinella comes in today
I just want to watch the paradise
I just want to see that clear, clear light
Don't want to be a member of a species that's deceasing
Keep on making those promises that they aren't keeping
I can't go on like this
I can't go on like this
Oh, I was a talking to the people next door
They said don't want to die in a nuclear war
Now we went walking down the old north road
We got a common cause we got a heavy, heavy load
Because we can't go on no no living like this
We can't go on
Watching pictures of the world
Watching pictures as they pass me by
Don't stop at that light, don't go out at night
Watching pictures of the world
Watching pictures as they pass me by
My artificial heart, expensive spare parts
I've been a sailor on the sea, I've been a flier in the air
I've seen a whole lot of bleeding hearts out there
They don't talk so much I tell you they still care
Yes they do, yes they do
They can't go on living like this they can't go on
They can't go on
They're watching pictures of the world
They're watching pictures as they pass me by
Don't sit around in silence you don't need a license
Watching pictures of the world
Watching pictures as they pass me by
It's moving in a hurry there's no need to worry
We're really going to change it the critical mass approaches
Yeah, people of australia, sing this song
See many faces from many places, yeah
We all live in one country
But we all come from many others you see
United we dearly hold
The principles of equality
And dignity
And sanctity
People of australia
We live in a very, very old place
The aboriginal people have lived here for 40,000 50,000 60,000 years
They didn't sell it to anybody
They didn't give it away for toys
They didn't trade it in for houses up the coast
They had it stolen off of them, they had it nicked off them
People of australia
People of australia
Our continent is immense
It is unique in the world
But it needs our r.e.s.p.e.c.t.
Our devotionality
Our continent, our home it needs wise management
Some wise management
When I'm locked in my room
I just want to scream
And I know what they mean
One more day of eating and sleeping
Speak to me, speak to me
I'm not spoken for, I'm ready to talk
Look at me, look at me
I've been broken up and shaken down
Speak to me, speak to me
I'm at the edge of myself, I'm dying to talk
Look at me now, look at me yeah
Back once more at the point of no return
When I'm locked in my room
I just want to scream
And I know what they mean
Only the strong, only the strong
Only the strong, only the strong
Strong
Look at me now, look at me yeah
Back once more at the point of no return
When I'm locked in my room
I just want to scream
And I know what they mean
Only the strong, only the strong
Only the strong
The strong, the strong
I grew tall in this lucky land
And I thank God for that, but there's needles in the sand
Ozone in eucalypt and on the steppes tonight
There's pushing and a shoving on the throne tonight
It's a rhythm of the sea
Lost islands of hope
It's a rhythm of the sea
Who will discover you
But I won't be down at heel
?Cos my senses lead me here
Dream a South Pacific
Dream of now or never land
It's now or never land
Rises in rivers, in power of the sun
Rises in sea level, look out Mammon's bastard son
Infidels are praying at the stock exchange
Chrome camels are crashing on the smooth terrain
It's the rhythm of the sea
Lost islands of hope
It's the rhythm of the sea
Someone to carry you
But I won't be down at heel
?Cos my sense lead me here
Dream a South Pacific
Dream of now or never land
Suitcase full of good ideas
History that's filled with tears
Kill nostalgia, xenophobic fears
when they march
when they march over fields of green
when they march
when they march over fields of green
when they march
when they march over fields of green
walking in the wilderness
no future to the question
you might get a simple answer
get a simple answer
walking in the wilderness
you're naked now just skin and sand
you'll get a smile answer
get a smile answer
see the king see the king of happiness
see the king
see the king of happiness in the light
in the light you can see him crawl
see the king
see the king of happiness
walking in the wilderness
no future to the question
you might get a simple answer
get a simple answer
walking in the wilderness the endless distance
you don't need to get a smile answer
get a smile answer
past the point of no return
your like a dog without a bone
so get a simple answer
Everybody say God is a good man
(Minutes to Midnight)
Everybody say God is a good man
(God is a good man)
Ahh, clock on the world
(Yes he?s a good man)
And driving a dump truck up to the sun
(Is he a song man?)
A sigh in the human heart
(Three sides to every God)
I look at the clock on the wall
It says three minutes to midnight
Faith is blind when we're so near
Phar Lap floating in a jar
(Sounds like an ending)
Seas full of submarines Awac's like flies
(Minutes to Midnight)
And truth gets harder to define
(Wings like a satellite)
Talking, talking in tongues
But the dancer's hand grips the rail
Fingers will blister on the 88
And hope drains out the side of the page
But ears can't hear
What eyes don't see
And you can't see me
Everybody say God is a good man
(Minutes to Midnight)
Everybody goes 1, 2, 3
(Staring at green lights)
They set up those gunsights in H.G. Wells? backyard
(God is a good man)
I.C.B.M. S.S 20 they lie so dormant yet they got so many
Remember your childhood
Remember the journey
Hope is what you say and do
But ears can't hear
What eyes don't see
And you can't see me
But ears can't hear
What eyes don't see
But ears can't hear
What eyes don't see
There's no highway to luritja way
I listen I listen for it now.
There's no turnoff to luritja way
one moment one moment for me please.
I'm reaching out for you across a thousand years
I'm reaching out for you.
Joining the dots at luritja way
there is something hanging in the breeze.
Empty space at luritja way
no richer one picture of discontent.
I'm reaching out for you in a valley full of tears
I'm reaching out for you.
And I don't want to go home
gasoline junkies dance stoned
it's better than drinking alone.
Oh guiding light you will shine you'll pick me up
you'll hold me up
oh guiding light you will shine
you will shine on me in eternity.
Love is bought and sold
wobbegong tooth of gold
no one gets to get old.
Everbody says that loves on special and sale
And everything you've ever wanted, you've got to pay for
It seems so easy and gettable, yes it's real
If you've got money, it's such a steal
Everybody says that life is the number one
But everytime you try to get some, you've gotta buy it
It's all so special, accessible, pretty and nice
It's oh so wonderful at a price
You can rent a life today why worry about the real thing
Pay up new and plug in quick it's easy to co-ordinate
Just credit card the right idea
Why wait around and contemplate
The hidden cost of what you've got
I'm head over heels
You know how it feels to be in love
I'm head over heels
Holding back the chills in love
I think, I like the sound we're chasing
I'm giving it all and you're reciprocating
I'm head over heels
Turning back the wheels of love
We're stealing the show
You're stealing my money and love
You're all the same you part-time lovers
When it starts to rain
You're hiding under the covers
It just don't add up, this summer fever, she turns the truth
And I don't believe her
Stories flying, love is dying
My life is valuable thing
I want to keep it that way
I won't cry
My life's such a valuable thing
And some things don't fade away
But I don't mind
We give the best we can give
We won't forget, we can't forgive
Keep us radioactive free
Strike a bell in Hiroshima Park
You know that we can't see in the dark
We try and we try and we try
Who waits for the planes to come
When everybody's got you on the run
South Pacific carry on
It seems to me that what we're saying
Nobody wants to talk about
This is no time to be wondering why
I do the best I can do
The human jungle and the global zoo
I'll find my way, it's a very special world
Why wait for the planes to come
When everybody's got you on the run
South Pacific carry on
Here comes the Hercules
Here comes the submarines
Sinking South Pacific dreams
My grandfather went down with the Montevideo
The rising sun, sent him floating to his rest
And his wife fled south to Sydney, seeking out safe harbour
A north shore matron, she became with some paying guests
My father went down with the curse of big cities
Traffic tolls and deadlines, took him to his peace
Now Bob Dyer glued us to our seats
And lawns were always victa neat
Whilst menzies fawned at royal feet do you remember
In the valley, I walk I took some comfort there
In the valley, I walk cold comfort, I can hear you talk
In the valley, I walk who will take me there
When my mother went down, it was a stiff arm from Hades
Life surprises and tears you like the southerly
She always welcomed the spring always welcomed the stranger
I don't see too many around like this
Oh no, that's what I'm looking for, year, what we're looking for
In the valley, I walk who will take me there
In the valley, I walk cold comfort I can hear you talk
In the valley, I walk I took some comfort there
In the valley, I walk oh rough justice I hear you talk
In the valley, I walk to meet my water shed
I hope virtue brings its own reward
And I hope the pen is mightier than any sword
I hope the kids will take it slow
I hope my country claims its own
In the valley, I walk, I cried yes, I cried, I was down, then I crawled
Mercy's arms all around me, when I was down there
Sorry I am for the hurt I caused
Grieving I still do over careless words
As I move freely to a place
The debris I left behind comes back into my day
Out of time disconnected
Plagued by senses sweet desire, out of time
Out of time deluded
I plunged my hand into the mother load of love
In the rain calling out his name, I call, yes I call
In the rain falls on my shame it falls, yes it falls
In the rain
Life picked me up this morning and thrust me to the world
Like a child I'm hurtled forward
Dreaming things anew, sights I see sound true
All the places, open faces gracing everything I view
In the rain falls on my shame I call,yes I call
In the rain falling on my shame I call yes, I call
In the rain calling out his name, I fall, yes I fall
Tell all your friends I'm the cure
Tell them again and again
Watching the walls, spinning in doors
I can bring you peace of mind
Use me whenever you please
Sweeter than sweet memories
Every thing's neat, avoiding the heat
I can give you peace of mind
All this pressure I can't handle
Every thing else becomes dim
You're so much better than them
Waiting around for something to happen
Bring you this instant relief
Kilo pascals in my finger
All the screens are filled with heroes and losers
But the sky's still filled with stars
And this junky palace might be on fire
'Til the winners lose desire
Let it go, let it go
So tell me what you see
And tell me what you hear
And if it's the same as me
It's the golden age, it's the golden age
Big brother tries to stitch and bend
But channel surfers find new friends
See freedom's silhouette increase
It's time to claim that sweet release
Let it go, let it go
Now tell me what you see
And tell me what you hear
And if it's same as me
It's the golden age
Now tell me what you see
And tell me what you hear
And if it's the same as me
It's the golden age, ya, it's the golden age
It's the golden age
I can see a purple patch of jacaranda
Framed in eucalypt from this wooden floored veranda
Heading past the watermark, heading for the hills
Heading for the edge of time, heading for the thrills of the golden age
Now tell me what you see
And tell me what you hear
If it's the same as me, it's the golden age
Everybody's talking about the golden age
Yeah, they keep on talking about the golden age
By the time the luminous descent of the bright star unfolds
And tablets of strange love are shattered and bruised
By the time the oleander has fallen from bloom
And the tears of the crocodile water the sun
By the time you make up your mind
If ever you do
I hear the drums of heaven too
By the time you make up your mind
Remember this truth
I hear the drums of heaven too
By the time paradise alley is littered with rust
And the arc, a day glow is curtained in gloom
By the time the kidney bone cities are crumbling to dust
And the empires and all of the emirates burn
By the time you make up your mind
Whenever you do
I hear the drums of heaven too
By the time you make up your mind
Remember this truth
I hear the drums of heaven too
I hear the drums of heaven too
Ice on the mountain, wind and the dust storm
Sails in the desert, old and exploding
Seers and the prophets, drums of heaven
Attention ground control, there's someone coming down
I don't know
Attention ground control, there's a man [Incomprehensible]
By the time you make up your mind
If ever you do
I hear the drums of heaven too
By the time you make up your mind
Remember this truth
I hear the drums of heaven too
I hear the drums of heaven too
Here comes the olive branch man
He'll press it any way he can
He tries so hard to understand
Here comes the tired statesman
Heavy lidded bearded nowhere left to land
He makes the jigsaw fit with a hammer in his hand
It's just a drop in the ocean
Here comes the nightmare man
He's got the numbers bottom line and sleight of hand
He's smiling everywhere he can with feeling
For every fallen soldier every grain of sand
I'm an innocent victim, I'm just like you
We end up in home units with a brick wall view
I can't believe the perfect families on my color TV
If I don't make it to the top, it'll never bother me
And I don't wanna be the one
And I don't wanna be the one
And I don't wanna be the one
And I don't wanna be the one
[Incomprehensible] path
I'm waiting out the back while the corporates attack
Assaults the senses with relentless scenes, of passion and delight
Cut up all the options and went running for my life
And I don't wanna be the one, no, no
And I don't wanna be the one
And I don't wanna be the one, wanna be the one
And I don't wanna be the one, wanna be the one
And I don't wanna be the one
And I don't wanna be the one
And I don't wanna be the one
And I don't wanna be the one
And I don't wanna be the one
And I don't wanna be the one
And I don't wanna be the one
And I don't wanna be the one
Wanna be the one
I don't wanna be the one
Capricornia don't walk away
show me to the back of your hand
capricornia don't leave me here
dying in the back of your land.
In the evening things all fall apart
they crawl away dying in the bushes alone
in the morning well I see myself
see myself as a Christ like figure walking.
In the evening things all fall apart
they crawl away
drowning in the setting sun
in the morning well I see myself
I see myself as a father mother brother sister.
Capricornia don't walk away
show me to the back of your hand
capricornia don't fade away
show me to the back of your hand
capricornia it's a free ride
Hey, hey hey hey, there'll be food on the table tonight
Hey, hey, hey hey, there'll be pay in your pocket tonight
My gut is wrenched out it is crunched up and broken
A life that is led is no more than a token
Who'll strike the flint upon the stone and tell me why
If I yell out at night there's a reply of bruised silence
The screen is no comfort, I can't speak my sentence
They blew the lights at heaven's gate and I don't know why
But if I work all day at the blue sky mine
(There'll be food on the table tonight)
Still I walk up and down on the blue sky mine
(There'll be pay in your pocket tonight)
The candy store paupers lie to the share holders
They're crossing their fingers, they pay the truth makers
The balance sheet is breaking up the sky
So I'm caught at the junction, still waiting for medicine
The sweat of my brow keeps on feeding the engine
Hope the crumbs in my pocket can keep me for another night
And if the blue sky mining company, won't come to my rescue
If the sugar refining company won't save me, who's gonna save me?
Who's gonna save me? Who's gonna save me?
But if I work all day at the blue sky mine
(There'll be food on the table tonight)
And if I walk up and down on the blue sky mine
(There'll be pay in your pocket tonight)
And some have sailed from a distant shore
And the company takes what the company wants
And nothing's as precious, as a hole in the ground
Who's gonna save me? Who's gonna save me?
I pray that sense and reason brings us in
(Who's gonna save me? Who's gonna save me?)
We've got nothing to fear
In the end the rain comes down, in the end the rain comes down
Welcome stranger, listen in
The presumption of innocence was buried again
Carve up-sell off
Triumphalism gotta be a curse or even worse
It's inherited it's recurring
Oh God
I have walked, I have swum, I've hitchhiked and I've run
Do you know what I mean
I have sat with my beer in the EH Drive-In
Do you know what I've seen?
The triumphalist and narcissist are joined ear
And hip and phone, they're worshiping their chrome
Carve up, sell off
Some people speak with chainsaw tongue
Some just golden arches smile
Some relish others suffering, some just run and hide
I have dreamed, I have schemed, I have made myself clean
Do you know what I mean?
I have sat up and I have strayed got caught up and I prayed
Do you know what I've seen?
The story's just the same but the ending it can change
He wants to build a monument it's everlasting in cement
It's cellular recombinant, he is not lite, he will not die
Carve up-sell off
Gonna pick up all the pieces they're available from species
With all the goat and all the sheep
And all the human bits and pieces
But he'll make you sign the releases, 'Welcome'
In the year of the reign of the real citizen
Kane Wilkommen, the squeeze is on
You, the mothers who sent your sons
Wipe away your tears
For those who fought and those who fell
Become our sons as well
You the warriors with your words
Throw away your spears
You talk of times of peace for all
And then prepare for war
All the people with dreams, all mothers with sons
All people with dreams never woken at night by the sound of guns
Like a child that's born on a moonless night
Like a child that's born, we parachute down to an unknown fight
This city of blossom and blood
This city suffered more than it should
These sidewalk silhouettes
Not washed away, not washed away
Whatever you've done
Whatever you've done
Whatever you've done
There's a hope in the heart says never again
Whatever you say, whatever you say, whatever you say
I'm a snow plow, I must now plow on
I'm a snow plow, I'm a settler's son
Well, I'm a storm cloud
(I'm a storm cloud)
Rain myself all over the place
I tell you, I'm a storm cloud
(I'm a storm cloud)
You gotta wipe that storm right off your face
(Wipe that smile right off your face)
There must be one place left in the world
Where the mountains meet the sea
(One place left in the world)
There must be one place left in the world
Where the water's real and clean, yeah
(One place left in the world)
Landslide
(I'm a landslide)
I, I'm a downhill run
(I'm a downhill run)
Well, I'm a landslide
(I'm a landslide)
Open season's, ya, it's just begun
(Open season's just begun)
There must be one place left in the world
(One place left in the world)
Where the skin says it can breathe
(One place left in the world)
There's gotta be one place left in the world
(One place left in the world)
It's a solitude, distance and relief
(One place left in the world)
There's gotta be one place left in the world
(I'm a snow plow)
There has to be one place left in the world
(One place left in the world)
One place
(I'm a snow plow)
One place left in the world
(One place left in the world)
I'm a short fuse, I'm a slow blues
(One place left in the world)
I'm a landslide hummin, I'm a downhill runnin'
There must be, there must be
(One place left in the world)
There must be one place left in this world
(One place left in the world)
Where we can be
In a country that we call home
in a land that's skin and bone
there's a place that's hardly known.
Mountains appearing with the sun
rivers of light they westward run
night is draining from the firmament.
Railway fettler broken down
on a branch line somewhere south
off the map and off the world.
There is no end to the world that I see
there is no end to the world that I see.
As we swing from star to star
we're not going very far
the land is hard and gives no quarter.
The o'cannon garrison falls down
you cannot hear the church bell sound
the sun beats down and gives no sanctuary.
As sure as I stand on this place
the spirit comes
The Lord is my temple, God is by my side
You pay rates on that temple build materials at the side
He gives reasons, to get through the day
He doesn't have rinse action, he just says
Whoah, oh
Don't wanna see you back here again
Whoah, oh, whoah, oh
Don't wanna see you back here again
Whoah, oh
Girls are not smiling, the stars have gone out
The man with the landslide, got his head in the ground
Like an unopened letter, left under the door
He says, "I am the answer, you're looking for"
Whoah, oh
Don't wanna see you back here again
Whoah, oh, whoah, oh
Don't wanna see you back here again
Whoah, oh
Above we dream in the Androporosphere
Who maintains the drunken machinery
Before we all will dream of a time
When those men come from West Point
Whoah, oh
Don't wanna see you back here again
Whoah, oh, whoah, oh
Don't wanna see you back here again
Whoah, oh
Whoah, oh
Don't wanna see you back here again
Whoah, oh, whoah, oh
Well, oh, well I feel I'm in decay
John Laws is on the air again
It's heavy traffic, jacarandas
Eye in the sky and foot on ground
I see a million sand specked ants in
Mortal combat hand to hand
And I feel that I
Yes, I feel that I
Seem to live this life long distance
Gaze at the things around me
People rolling in and out
Those circles and tides confound me
And there's just one thing
Yeah, there's just one thing
Who can stand in the way
When there's a dollar to be made?
I was hanging 'round off Dobroyd Point
When the first fleet chain sailed in
Looked into the clearest blue
The scurvy smell and the convicts cry
And we just carried on
Yeah, we just carried on
Now choppers strafe the supermarket sky
And people wonder why
And chopping down tons of trees
Got seas of print, not a soul can read say
Why do I drown? You build brick boxes
One by one, now they block my sun
But it's metal on metal
And it's the dance of TV
If Christ were here, He'd camera check
He'd cry so loud, the planes would stop
He'd cry so loud, the earth would shake
And men would fall in tinsel town
Just one thing
There's just one thing
There's just one thing
There's just one thing
And a just one thing
And a just one thing
And a just one thing
Who can stand in the way
When there's a dollar to be made?
Who can stand in the way
When there's a dollar to be made?
Said, precious moments, precious few
Oh, when that dollar's more than me and you
It's the joy of forgetting, such a joy to forget
But we killed all our firstborn
We slashed and we burned
And we sold off the paddocks
And we raped and we gouged
On the wings of a six-pack
Will we ever learn?
Will we ever learn?
Will we ever learn?
Yeah, whatcha gonna do now, now that you started?
Whatcha gonna do now, now that it's done?
The words got out there, they float around and are coming right back down.
You gonna leave us lying here
Dealing with the consequences of a bad sound
Of a bad sound.
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
Whatcha gonna do now, that it's spoken?
These words of a habit, have not faded away.
.................... it clear, conscious gets opened like a wound.
If you can't concieve a better line and better times,
Then let silence bury you, in the end.
When you feel it, when you feel it
You're condemned.
You see, you've lost your strangle on the freedom road! you
Think ........................of something a long time ago! you
[spewed it out you were so] insecure! it was like ............. on
The toilet floor! you're a [nine seat] drunk, ............... and
You say you want something, .......... you heard the rednecks
Roaring for blood and then they wanted more! life was so small, you
Couldn't get enough.you made a start.
White skin black heart
Dripping,
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
Drag your eyes from [aurora] black heart!
White skin black heart
Drag your leg, get outta here [my sight]!
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
White skin black heart
You didn't have to start
White skin black heart
Haven't had so much fun since my daddy
took the V8 away
light a spark in the dark take a mark
it's resurrection day
it's a breeze timorese apec speak
wear batik seen not heard.
Well we do the same things that we always do
nothing changes but the colour changes hue
I don't come to bury you
the trouble is with you.
We got too much sunshine,
we got too much sunshine.
Have you ever built your house
in a town called pissitaway
you were dreaming of marinas
with a crown you were king for a day
saw a man with a reason any season
got a bird in his hand.
Well we do the same things that we always do
nothing changes but the channel changes view
well the trouble with you has been
you can sleep but you can't dream.
like a heat wave breaking as you smell warm rain
we can fade away or start over again
in a high five season in a cut-price land
the southern cross don't shine on that invisible hand
where will you live when the fields are falling?
where will you live when the feedlots calling?
everybody standing in the treetops saying
where will you live? where will you live?
everyone dosen't have to beg or borrow
were going to move into a new tomarrow
where will you live? where will you live?
invisable hand clutching at the throat
statistical sham an emperor's rags its sad its so sad
because equality's the only plea green fields are burning
the reefs on fire and bellies are swollen they're hurting
a willing victims I don''t think so
we won't be pinned agains't the wall
there is no slogan that can feed you
where will you live when the fields are falling?
where will you live when the feedlots calling?
everybody standing in the treetops saying
where will you live? where will you live?
tearing up your ticket for the new titanic
heat haze refugee no-one panic
where will you live when the water comes over?
where will you live? where will you live?
take a deep breath don't have to drown in sorrow
take a deep breath for a new tomarrow
the bow will break the cradle fall
Wherever the wind blows
When it blows over the sea
The moon's sitting high
Waves will rise, water shades
Waves will take you, take you there
Surf's up tonight
Surf's up tonight
Summers on hold
It will go runnin' away
You've gotta move now
Get inside, take that dive
Get inside today
Surf's up tonight
Now I was lonely
And you were too
I met you down at the waterline
Now there's something we can do
Now there's something left to do
Oh, yeah
Surf's up tonight
Surf's up tonight
Wherever you are
When you're coming over land
There's a place where you can
Throw it all away
There's a place you can forget
You get wet, it's free
You get high, you're alive
Surf's up tonight
Surf's up tonight
Come on up tonight
Surf's up tonight
Surf's up tonight
Surf's up tonight
Surf's up tonight
I, I was, I was shaken down in a toy town, he, he's out there
You know it's Kennedy's shadow from White Cross to Michigan
ATM's are in the air, oh yeah, machines
They are spinnin' out everywhere
The speaker is speakin', can you hear the sound?
The listener is listenin' as he hits the ground
The medium or the message but there's no one around
I couldn't believe, I couldn't believe
The stars of Warburton were waitin' for me
We were dancin', we were dancin' on the plain
We're lookin' through the window, didn't see any buffalo there
We got our pipe dreams, they went up in smoke dreams
Burn it clean in the climate control of your hyper mark malls
Don't wanna talk about Elvis Presley, don't wanna see his white shoes
Walkin' around and around and around and around over here
The press baron's actin' up, the mainframes are down
The newspaper's crawlin' around on the ground
The medium or the message, still there's no one around
I, I couldn't believe, I couldn't believe
The stars of Warburton were waitin' for me
Over the hills and mountains we go, so far, so far away
For the ring of the ax on the iron bark, for the smell of the wallaby stew
From the golden reefs to the sandstone cliffs came the shipments
Of the Mallee plain, the wind blew the soil to the Orient
We'll be shoutin' to the skies again
Now, I, I could not believe, I couldn't believe
The stars of Warburton were waitin' for me
Now, I, I couldn't believe, I couldn't believe
The stars of Warburton were livin' in me, rainin' down on me
I couldn't believe, I couldn't believe
Oh get down, getting down, so much money in the ground
For the people who don't deserve it now
It's a circus we're the clowns as the giant ones disown
Every bit of something we call home
Said it's a pity 'bout the middle class Holden mass
We get a bit to play around with doesn't really matter
They kid us with their dole, kid us with the dope
But generally speaking, nobody's got a hope
We're playing the music of the middle-aged queens
Getting fatter and fatter and splitting their jeans
It's all the same, we're out in the cold
The good ones died, the others just got old
Everything's set, everything's fine
You just got to stand in line
Oh everything's set, everything's fine
You just got to stand in line
Getting down, getting down, we have to make it now
Everybody's beaten, everybody's down, oh everybody's down
So goodbye to the creeps who are making it
Goodbye to the let it happen stand
I'm moving out got no doubt they've forgettn twist 'n' shout
I know that the sunset empire shudders and shakes
And I know there's a floodgate and a raging river
And I say, see the silence of the ribbons of iron and steel
And I say, hear the punch drunk huddle as they drive on hammer and steel
Sometimes you're beaten to the call, sometimes
Sometimes you're taken to the wall but you don't give in
Sometimes you're beaten to the call, sometimes
Sometimes you're taken to the wall but you don't give in
I know, I know that the cannibals wear smart suits and ties
And I know they arm wrestle on the altar
And I say, don't leave your heart in a hard place
Sometimes you're beaten to the call, sometimes
Sometimes you're taken to the wall, no, no
Sometimes you're beaten to the call, sometimes
Sometimes you're taken to the wall but you don't give in
Sometimes you're beaten to the call, sometimes
Sometimes you're taken to the wall
Sometimes you're shaken to the core, sometimes
Sometimes the face is gonna fall, but you don't give in
Sometimes you're beaten to the call, sometimes
Well, I told you about the forest and trees and the chlorophyll green
Yes, I told you the birds will endure flutter wings dance on leaves
Hold onto dreams, hold onto dreams, tonight
Well, I told you about the high pressure cell coming down on the breeze
And I sense that the things you can't see they are hard to believe
So, hold onto dreams, hold onto dreams, tonight
A new world order has been formed
Between the cheque book and the dawn
A new renaissance man is born
Renaissance man, are you ready?
Renaissance man, yeah
Renaissance man, are you ready?
See what a world that you can make
Well, I heard about the spirit of life is it flickering still
Ooh, I heard that the dark bellied angels come running up the hill
Hold onto dreams, hold onto dreams, tonight
Smash and grab the women and child
All the souls are growing wild
Stripped so bare well the universe
Stares it's so close to home
That we got to share with you
So many genuine things surround
You wild weather man well it still confounds
You cast away the greed and death machine
And bytes and abacus and lights
And hold onto your dreams, tonight
(Hold onto dreams)
Hold onto your dreams, tonight
So you found a hard won friend
To hold your hand and hold your head
A new renaissance to defend
Hold onto dreams, hold onto dreams, tonight
Hold onto dreams, hold onto dreams, tonight
Hold onto dreams, hold onto dreams, tonight
Renaissance man, are you ready?
Renaissance man, yeah
Renaissance man, are you ready?
See what a world that you can make
(Renaissance man)
Where are we going to be?
(Renaissance man)
In three thousand thirty three
(Renaissance man)
What's spinning round your brain?
(See what a world that you can make)
(Renaissance man)
Are you a renaissance man?
(Renaissance man)
Are you a renaissance woman?
If you jump out an angel will give you wings
See what a world that you can make
Renaissance man
The rich get richer
The poor get the picture
The bombs never hit you
When you're down so low
Some got pollution
Some revolution
There must be some solution
But I just don't know
The bosses want decisions
The workers need ambitions
There won't be no collisions
When they move so slow
Nothing ever happens
Nothing really matters
No one ever tells me, what am I to know
So what am I to know
You wouldn't read about it
Read about it
Just another incredible scene
There's no doubt about it
The hammer and sickle
The news is at a trickle
The commissars are fickle
But the stockpile grows
Bombers keeping coming
Engines softly humming
The stars and stripes are running
For their own big show
Another little flare up
Storm brewed in a tea cup
Imagine any mix up
And the lot would go
Nothing ever happens
Nothing really matters
No one ever tells me, what am I to know
So what am I to know
You wouldn't read about it
Read about it
One unjust, ridiculous steal
Ain't no doubt about it
You wouldn't read about it
Read about it
Just another particular deal
There's no doubt about it
The rich get richer
The poor get the picture
The bombs never hit you
When you're down so low
Some got pollution
Some revolution
There must be some solution
But I just don't know
Read about it
Read about it
Under the waterline
No place to retire
To another time
The eyes of the world now turn
And if we think about it
And if we talk about it
And if the skies go dark with rain
Can you tell me does our freedom remain?
Put down that weapon or we'll all be gone
You can't hide nowhere with the torchlight on
And it happens to be an emergency
Some things aren't meant to be, some things don't come for free
Above the waterline
Point the finger, yeah point the bone
It's the harbor towns
That the gray metal ships call home
And if we think about it
And if we talk about it
And if the sea go boiling black
Can you tell me what you'll do about that?
Put down that weapon or we'll all be gone
I must know something to know it's so wrong
And it happens to be an emergency
Some things aren't meant to be, some things don't come for free
They keep talking about it
They keep talking about it
They keep talking, they keep talking about
Talking about it
You can't hide away, away, away
And it happens to be an emergency
Some things aren't meant to be, some things don't come for free
Put down that weapon or we'll all be gone
I must know something to know it's so wrong
And it happens to be an emergency
Some things aren't meant to be, some things don't come for free
Put down that weapon or we'll all be gone
You must be crazy if you think you're strong
'Cause it happens to be an emergency
Here comes the mechanical sun
working on the bones in the dry old creek bed
mist on the old river bend yellow box hangs like it's dead
the emerald silo is rusting from the inside.
You want to run like the wind you'll never come here again
you want a world you can save so c'mon you poets and slaves.
Circus olympia pulls into town
the dwarf and the fat man head out for beer
there is no lion that roars to one can stand on the horse
tomorrow is a no show the fortune teller cries.
You want to go down in flames you're gonna crash like the waves
you can't remember your name so come on you poets and slaves.
We got everything we need sugar and beef
we got some good ideas
we got the steering wheels and rolling stock too
clouds came down low on the corn
meat ants are gathering like storms
somewhere in the quiet wild darkness a crocodile cries.
You gotta you gotta you gotta
c'mon you poets and slaves.
You got to arrest the decay you're sinking down in the bay
you can't remember your name c'mon you poets and slaves.
You've got to count what you've made
you're gonna pass like the days
stop time and head for the stage.
And c'mon you poets and slaves
In my world there are sorrows
I'd rather drown in happiness
Come the morning when the darkness through
That story's bound to change
And in my world and in my world
It's all the same
And nothings ventured, nothing's gained
And nothings lost and nothing's changed
Go and jump aboard the train of freedom
It's a one way fare
You can find out now that when the tunnels through
Your tickets vanished, forgotten you
And in my world and in my world
It's all the same
And nothings ventured, nothing's gained
And nothings lost and nothing's changed
Turn up the TV, make the music loud
Better to ignore the rabid dog baying at your door
Draw the blind, change the channel if you dare
Better to say, I don't care
And in my world and in my world
It's all the same
And nothings ventured, nothing's gained
And nothings lost and nothing's changed
You hear the bell, you know it's time to jump off
'Cause there's nothing at the platforms edge again
Let's rock
The raising of children, the rearing of young
Used to be simple, look what it's become
The choice of career, the proper vocation
Out of your hands, all for the needs of the nation
No inhibitions with the modern child
Wasted lessons or pleasure or pain
Easy to follow your natural instinct
Easy to follow, much too hard to learn
Useless expressions and sporting aggression
Don't waste my time, I can't wait for the end of the session
What opportunity, the modern child?
Wasted passion and wasted mind
Some kids got no time for playtime
Some kids got no time for games
Some kids got no time for playtime
Some kids got no time for games
Easy to follow your natural instinct
Easy to follow, much too hard to learn
What opportunity, the modern child?
Wasted passion and wasted mind
Some kids got no time for playtime
Some kids got no time for games
Some kids got no time for playtime
Some kids they got no time for games
Some kids got no time for playing time
Some kids they got no time for games
Some kids got no time for playtime
Some kids they got no time for games
The tucker box is empty now
The heart of Kelly's country cleared
The gangers on the southern line
Like the steam trains have disappeared
Pelicans glide
Miracles up in the skies
We vote for a government
With axes in its eyes
Mountains of Burma
The road to Mandalay
In the mountains of Burma
Light years away, mountains of Burma
Will the sons of Solidarity
Still march on May Day
Will the sisters of the seventies
Still fight for equal pay?
There's no one on the Reeperbahn
No more blankets handed out for land
We feed an economy
It's got blood on its hands
Mountains of Burma
The road to Mandalay
In the mountains of Burma
Light years away, mountains of Burma
Pack your bags full of guns and ammunition
Bills fall due for the industrial revolution
Scorch the earth till the earth surrenders
Soldiers of armies
Storm empty fields
In a traveller's trance
On the way to the high frontier
Sleepwalkers stumble
Cable cars run aground
Imaginary enemies
Form high above the clouds
In the mountains of Burma
Speed and and this
There's a feeling I get when I look to the sun
Love it's so tough
'Cos it raises your hopes and then it makes you run
We're all looking for a shorter day
We're all looking for an easy way
Even when the debts are dead and gone
Down, down the stairs
And an eight mile drive waits for you to turn on
Hear the time clock sing
And the smoke in the distance reaches the eye line
We're all working on a shorter day
We're all looking for an easy way
Even when the debts are dead and gone
Even when the debts are dead and gone
Even when the debts are dead and gone
No conversation as you go
There's so much space the heat moves you
Terracotta homes, backyard barbecue and eucalyptus smell
It's fine on the clothes line
It's fast food and slow life and red roof
My silence, comic interruptions
Surely there's some relief from atomic art and the fragile state of world
Events with clowns who love the kings
And power and the mutant media babes
Working on dreams and fashions and toilet paper flowers
Don't talk to me in this backyard, it's clandestine, it's nuclear.
Smell of space and now forever
I wanna go straight down the exit eight mile
Attraction u-turn is up and the time clock sings, let's go
Lucky country here, where the geckos are paid to live in the sun
On, on, on and on there's a ribbon of road and a mile to spare
Lucky country
Lucky country
Lucky country
Older than Kosciusko
Darwin down to Alice Springs
Dealers in the clearing house
The settlements explode
High up in the homelands
Miners drive across the land
Encounter no resistance
When the people block the road
Older than Kosciusko
Dry white seasons years ago
Darkness over Charleville
The fires begin to grow
No end to the hostility
Now they wanna be somewhere else
No stranger to brutality
Now they'd like to be someone else
Older than Kosciusko
Driven back to Alice Springs
Endless storm and struggle
Marks the spirit of the age
High up in the homelands
Celebration 'cross the land
Builds up like a cyclone
Now the fires begin to rage
No end to the hostility
Now they wanna be somewhere else
No stranger to brutality
Now they'd like to be someone else
Call off the ultimatum
No, don't turn away
Call off the ultimatum until yesterday
Call off the ultimatum
No, don't turn away
Bind up the brokenhearted
No, don't turn away
Call off the ultimatum until yesterday
No end to the hostility
Now they wanna be somewhere else
No stranger to brutality
Now they'd like to be someone else
No end to the hostility
And out from the echoes of the night
Concrete caverns catch the sky and hold the stars to ransom
A thousand dreams, it's getting late
Thousand runners standing still, I can smell the sand and sea again
I've had enough, away
City times down, down
I've got to go, Lord, don't let me wait
Stay low 'cause I'm, I'm going up north again
Well, it's a long way from Chatswood to the top of the gulf
I'll be hitching Pacific when the morning sun's up
It's mile after mile on the long coast road
Smell of frangipani, ocean sky blue
But I'm sick of seeing those beer can's caravans
I'm getting even sicker of the thong drive-in
I'm feeling worse and worse at the Chiko Locallo
And the pubs all close at ten
Summer sun's got me stopping
Summer sun's got me trying
I'm waiting round for those waves and days
Summer sun's got me stopping
Summer sun's got me trying
I'm waiting round for those waves and days
I hope it never ends, never ends
Summer sun's got me stopping
Summer sun's got me trying
I'm waiting round for those waves and days
I hope it never ends
Summer sun's got me stopping
Summer sun's got me waiting
Solar [Incomprehensible] treat with friends
I hope it never ends
Well, there's a new world bricking in the Old World charm
Suburbs, highway pass cicada-colored farms
Buy a car, sell a car, lead a car away
Twenty hours to Brisbane on a night prowl play
Walking through the high dry grass
Pushing my way through slow
Yellow belly black snake sleeping on a red rock
Waiting for the stranger to go
Sugar train stops at the crossing
Cane cockies cursing below
Bad storm coming
Better run to the top of the mountain
Mountain in the shadow of light
Rain in the valley below
Mountain in the shadow of light
Rain in the valley below
Well, you could say you're Peter
Say you're Paul
Don't put me up on your bedroom wall
Call me king of the mountain
Blacksmith fires up the bellows
Cane cutters burning the load
Workers of the world
Run to the top of the mountain
Mountain in the shadow of light
Rain in the valley below
Mountain in the shadow of light
Rain in the valley below
Well, you could say you're Peter
Say you're Paul
Don't put me up on your bedroom wall
Call me king of the mountain
Well, I can't take the hands from my face
There are some things we can't replace, yeah
Mountain in the shadow of light
Rain in the valley below
Mountain in the shadow of light
Well, you could say you're Peter
Say you're Paul
Don't put me up on your bedroom wall
Call me king of the mountain
Well, you could say you're Peter
Say you're Paul
Don't put me up on your bedroom wall
Call me the king of the mountain
Over liquid tarmac wastelands of cactus and heat
Down cobblestone alleyways of washing day sheets
Up ghost prairie mountains of sunset and space
Down the road, a familiar place, across the wilderness
Out further than the bush, I will follow you
From the red dust north of Dalmore Downs
Sharman's tents roll into town
Twelve will face the auctioneer
Sharman's boxers stand their ground
Their days are darker than your nights
But they won't be the first to fall
Children broken from their dreams
But they won't be the first to fall
Fighting in the spotlight
Eyes turn blacker than their skin
For Jimmy Sharman's boxers
It's no better if you win
Standing in the darkness
Lined up waiting for the bell
The days are wasted drinking
At the first and last hotel
Why are we fighting for this?
Why are you paying for this?
You pay to see me fall
Like shrapnel to the floor
What is the reason for this?
There is a reason for this?
What is the reason
They keeping coming back for more?
The blows now bring him to his knees
But still the crowd calls out for more, for more
The drums are burning in his ears
The man keeps counting out the score
This is the place of first and last hotel
This is the place of first and last hotel
Stand on your face of first and last hotel
Not in the race of first and last hotel
Fighting in the spotlight
Eyes turn blacker than their skin
For Jimmy Sharman's boxers
It's no better if you win
Standing in the darkness
Lined up waiting for the bell
The days are wasted drinking
At the first and last hotel
Why are we fighting for this?
Why are you paying for this?
You pay to see me fall
Like shrapnel to the floor
What is the reason for this?
There is a reason for this?
What is the reason
They keeping coming back for more?
Why are we fighting?
Why are you paying?
Why why why why?
Why are we fighting?
Why are we fighting?
What is the reason
I'll give you something to write home about
And I'll take you somewhere, show you around
We burnt all the cars that laid down and died
We burnt all the trees to keep us alive
Sat 'round the fire, sang like a choir
With the ashes of civilisation in our eyes
I come alive, I read the signs on the gunbarrel highway
Far off a dull radio beats for the young uninvolved
The meaning's a football
A stick and a can and a kakadu man
Will the speaker speak up or the talker talk down
The world is no oyster and here in this town
Shit falls like rain on a world that is brown
I come alive, I read the signs on the gunbarrel highway
I come alive, and the children will sing as the
Satellite swings down that highway
Nothing could be longer than that corrugated road
No ever follows where the road trains go
And no where in the country do the dust storms blow so hard
So hard
I come alive, I read the signs on the gunbarrel highway
I hear the sound, it's the wheels as they drive
And the cultures collide on that highway
Ah, it's a hard day, the children will sing as the
Few of the sins of the father
Are visited upon the son
Hearts have been hard
Hands have been clenched into fists too long
Our sons need never be soldiers
Our daughters will never need guns
These are the years between
These are the years that were hard fought and won
Now, contracts torn at the edges
Old signatures stained with tears
Seasons of war and grace
These should not be forgotten years
Still it aches like tetanus
It reeks of politics
How many dreams remain?
This is a feeling too strong to contain
The hardest years is the darkest years
Is the roarin' years, the fallen years
These should not be forgotten years
The hardest years, the wildest years
The desperate and divided years
We will remember
(These should not be forgotten years)
Our shoreline was never invaded
Our country was never in flames
This is the calm we breathe
This is a feeling too strong to contain
Still it aches like tetanus
It reeks of politics
Signatures stained with tears
Who can remember? We've got to remember
The hardest years, the darkest years
The roarin' years, the fallen years
These should not be forgotten years
The hardest years, the wildest years
The desperate and divided years
We will remember
(These should not be forgotten years)
I said it's the hardest years, the darkest years
The roarin' years, the fallen years
These should not be forgotten years
The hardest years, the wildest years
The desperate and divided years
We will remember
(These should not be forgotten years)
Forsaking, aching, breaking years
The time and tested heartbreak years
Who needs your mother sing to you now
The blinded years, the binded years
The desperate and divided years
These should not be forgotten years
(These should not be forgotten years)
Remember
Well, I'm as old as the hills
And young as the day
That nobody sees things
In quite the same way
Computers and shovels
Churches and brothels
Mannequins and skeletons
Cities and dust bowls
Here we go
Here we go again
Hear the clamor of the feeding pen
New day, new way, all my friends can say
They say
We got cyclone fences
In the cybernetic orchard
A miracle drugs, yeah
We got a discount bulk purchase
Sacred in the forest
Fast food in the kiosk
Cardboard dinners
And the saints and the sinners
[Incomprehensible]
I don't want to run and hide
I've seen it all from either side
Truth and fiction must collide someday
God knows, God knows, God knows it's been fun
Ah, sweet sensation
The oldest temptation
Now throughout the ages
We've been a turning all those pages
Now, each generation
You've got to choose a new location
Got to reach out, got to sync up
Got to build up, got to get up, to a stronger foundation
[Incomprehensible]
I don't want to run and hide
I've seen it all from either side
Truth and fiction must collide someday
God knows, God knows, God knows it's been fun
God knows it's been fun
God knows it's been fun
God knows it's been fun
The Breakfast Creek Hotel is up for sale
The last square mile of terra firma gaveled in the mail
So farewell to the Norfolk Island pines
No amount of make believe can help this heart of mine
End, your dreamworld is just about to end
Fall, your dreamworld is just about to fall
Your dreamworld will fall
So shut that buckle and turn that key again
Take me to a place they say the dreaming never ends
Open wide, drive that mystery road
Walk through Eden's garden and then wonder as you go
End, your dreamworld is just about to end
Fall, your dreamworld is just about to fall
Your dreamworld is just about to fall
Sign says, 'Honeymoon to Rent'
Cloudland into dreamland turns
The sun comes up and we all learn
Those wheels must turn
End, your dreamworld is just about to end
Fall, your dreamworld is just about to fall
End, your dreamworld is just about to end
These are not dispassionate words of the cool
The headline still rules the editor's a fool
Shall we douse out the flames or will everybody fuse
And leave us stranded here tomorrow
I heard a calling out, a cry from the heart
From the towns of cement and the beauty
A whisper it's turned howl, man, he didn't know
He was standing waiting for tomorrow
Nothing's left, nothing's found
There must be some common ground
Nothing's left, nothing's found
There must be some common ground
I could never figure the calendars flow
Nor can I work out how the wild, wild wind blows
But we're ready from within and we're starting to go
Away from the place of no tomorrow
Nothing's left, nothing's found
There must be some common ground
Nothing's left, hold it [Incomprehensible]
There must be some common ground
Oh, the wrecking fields are a terrible place
With a sulfurous smell and a frightening pace
And the hook goes early and the critic is king
It's hard to stay human and stand in the ring
There's no time to be absent, a clown or a fool
While Shylock is smiling we're loaded like mules
If we surrender ourself to industrial rules
We'll wake up in the wreckage of tomorrow, now
Nothing's left, nothing's found
There must be some common ground
Nothing's left, something's found
You say times are tough
We've got the best of both worlds here
Things are rough
We've got the best of both worlds here
Times are tough
We've got the best of both worlds
You say times are tough
We've got the best of both worlds here
And I know things are rough
We've got the best of both worlds here
Times are tough
We've got the best of both worlds
The real world is not as calm as it appears to be from here
The real world is not as calm as it appears to be from here
The old world is not as safe with the new world closing in
The great south land can be as great as the one it could have been
The one it could have been, the one it could have been
The real world is not as calm as it appears to be from here
The small world is not as safe and the testing time is near
The old world is not as calm with the new world closing in
The great south land can be as great as the one it could have been
The one it could have been, the one it could have been
The one it could have been
You say times are tough
We've got the best of both worlds here
Things are rough
We've got the best of both worlds here
Times are tough
We've got the best of both worlds
And I know things are rough
We've got the best of both worlds
We've got the best of both worlds here
We've got the best of both worlds
The best of both worlds here
We've got, we've got the best, we've got the best
In this city with no footpath there's a building with no people
There is crime and gun decisions
There's a street of heat and hawkers, there's a house of hope drifters
There's a gang that shoots then listens
There's a place that knows no poverty, a town without pollution
There's a soul with good intentions
There are canyons full of movie stars, churches made of metal
There are mountains made of muscle
We have leaders who are anxious, we have captains not courageous
Captains tumbling into madness
But there's a main who makes no enemies, a body never breathless
No ambition ever hopeless
Up on bedlam bridge somebody is waiting
Up on bedlam bridge I'm shot to heaven
Oh, up on bedlam bridge, waiting
In these locked and shackled neighborhoods, bridge and tunnel diplomats
See the golden ghetto's creeper
Crazy flags from history, songs for the White House gangsters
Guns for hell gate railway sleepers
But there's a main who makes no enemies, a body never breathless
No ambition ever hopeless
So how stands the city on this winters night?
The city on the hill or so they said
The snow is falling down around the armory
The city's closing in around my head
Up on bedlam bridge somebody is waiting
Up on bedlam bridge I'm shot to heaven
Oh, up on bedlam bridge, waiting
Drive, won't you drive the engines harder, drive
That call was from the office, and I guess I'll
Have to burn the midnight oil again
And hon' you know how much the boss
Depends on me to lend a helping hand
I watch him in the mirror, as I lie
And tell him I don't know how late I'll be
While I'm puttin' on my makeup
I'm puttin' on the one that really loves me
The girls all got together and they called to see
If I could have some fun tonight
But you know me, the only thing I do
Is go to work and watch TV
I watch him in the mirror, as I lie
And tell him I don't know how late I'll be
While I'm puttin' on my makeup
I'm puttin' on the one that really loves me
And tonight I'll cheat again
And tomorrow I'll be sorry
And I'll feel kinda dirty, 'cause I'll
Have the midnight oil all over me
God knows his dreams would shatter
If he knew the devil had me and won't set me free
While I'm puttin' on my makeup
I'm puttin' on the one that really loves me
While I'm puttin' on my makeup
Mama always got up early
And she never went to bed 'til late
Yet, I never heard her complainin'
About her family of eight
There were times she should have been sleepin'
But, late in the midnight hour
She'd get down on her knees
And you could hear her say,
"Lord fill them will your power"
[chorus]
Mama like to burn the midnight oil
Down on her knees in prayer
If you asked why she did it
She said she did it care she cared
Now Mama always talked to Jesus
When she knelt by her rocking chair
Oh, I'm glad my mama was willin'
To burn the midnight oil in prayer
Now Mama's gone to be with Jesus
I've got a family of my own
Yet, whenever the clock strikes midnight
You will find me all alone
That's when I start to call upon Jesus
For His wisdom and His power
Cause it seems that He loves
To hear a Daddy's prayer
Even in the midnight hour
[chorus]
Years from now, when my grown little boy
Has a family of his own
Will he kneel down and pray
When the hour gets late
And pass the legacy on
[chorus]
Cause now there's a Daddy who's willing
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