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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
Beds Are Burning. Midnight Oil. . Out where the river broke. The bloodwood and the desert oak. Holden wrecks and boiling diesels. Steam in forty five degrees.
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.
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.
Must be time for a second chance. I can't escape this basement flat. Writers cramp and claustrophobia. . Must be time for a better place. My sink leaks and the rats have won the race.
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.
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.
With venom of steel, the enemy's closing in. With dark intentions and souls of black. Blood in the wind, a battle that can't be won. Thunder of steel.
What do you want, what do you need?. Let me know what you desire. I know what I want, I know my needs. Rolling heads light my fire. . I come alive to spinning heads so....
I took you by surpirse and led you through the night. I knew you never felt that safe. I turn and whisper to you, you turn away. I'd never lie to you, my friend.
Locked up he's been, into his cell. They said he has to overcome his fears. Living in darkness now for so long. Sinking in sorrow and tears. . Why don't you break the chains.
Back from a furious. slaughter in pain. . Trapped in this universe. completely insane. . No more confusion. inside his head. Traveled through darkest hell.
I dreamt I woke up in the middle of the night. My heart was pounding like a drum. The world was coloured, but I was in black and white. It was the weirdest of all dreams.