Midnight Oil - Shakers & Movers Lyrics
Wont you come on down the line, away from barren groundThe harlot and the autocrat, are they driving you further downThe seasons rhymes, they anchor me, against the raging tideTake you to the last wild place, skin and the stars they embraceA caveman could a saint become, on a hospital ward on the sommeWe can dive into distant amoebas, our wings could melt in the sunI can shake, I can move, but I live cant without your loveI can break, over you, but I live without your loveOur poet henry lawson, he named them, the layem out brigadeHere they come, there they go, oh great God of developmentDont really know you yetCoastline hosed down washed away, economics now theres nothing leftTomorrows child takes concrete footstepsAnd theyll drink champagne or be damnedAnd the storm is breaking now, yes the storm is crashing down(moginie/garrett)