歌曲 | Shakers And Movers |
歌手 | Midnight Oil |
专辑 | Blue Sky Mining |
作词 : Garrett, Moginie | |
Won't you come on down the line, away from barren ground | |
The harlot and the autocrat, are they driving you further down | |
The season's rhymes, 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, on 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 theyll drink champagne or be damned | |
And the storm is breaking now, yes the storm is crashing down | |
(Moginie/Garrett) |
zuò cí : Garrett, Moginie | |
Won' t you come on down the line, away from barren ground | |
The harlot and the autocrat, are they driving you further down | |
The season' s rhymes, 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, on 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 theyll drink champagne or be damned | |
And the storm is breaking now, yes the storm is crashing down | |
Moginie Garrett |