Midnight Oil - Profiteers Lyrics
Look up on the ledge, theres a bomber diving on the golden streetDown below the crowd is falling, bullets under feetDont tell me, dont tell me, hey dont tell meWere under the beat of a brand-new marching orderEars to be ground theres a party planned for the new recruitsHurricane lamps are burning, teargas fills the route, yeah(hirst/moginie/rotsey)