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? [Incomprehensible] © SPRINT MUSIC PTY LTD; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com