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People they want to go somewhere and they don't have no railroad fare, plane fare, train fare, or boat fare... or don't have no fare period. |
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There's one way of getting there |
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I've been using the method for twenty-five years or more, me and old Sonny, |
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and it seems to have paid off. |
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Well how is that man? |
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Just walk on. |
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Well let's go. |
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Verse One: Suffa |
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I speak from the heart, but only when I drink, |
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And I only ever sleep when I'm too tired to think, |
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Restlessness, the reaction that you will find, |
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From stress I guess and having a compassionate mind, |
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I worry bout the machine of progress, ain't no stopping it, |
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The forest we destroy and the world we build on top of it, |
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Mercenaries get paid salaries to slaughter, |
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Girls obsessed with body image find calories in water, |
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Nurses comfort seven-year-old casualties of mortar, |
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A peasant's daughter caught up in a war for a border, |
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And at home we treat our refugees like criminals, |
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Detention centres just a catch phrase for a minimal |
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Security prison, we drive gold trimmed cars, |
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Down the road an Afghani kid grows up behind bars, |
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And we wonder why they hate the west, |
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When we treat them like they're second-class citizens at best, |
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We're all pawns in a game, the USA's miniatures, |
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Aussie foreign policy with George Bush's signature, |
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Peeps die for a watch and blue chip stock, |
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Did they do Big Pop or was it two bit cops, |
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I wanna sue Kid Rock for making rednecks think they're hip hop, |
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Wanna swallow people's pain and spit it from the hilltop, |
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Wanna affect change in the subjects that we talk on, |
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Connect strangers, work together and walk on. |
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Verse Two: Pressure |
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Polluting airways, mankind strays with no reforming, |
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So slap on that sunscreen and enjoy the global warming, |
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Cos ignoring world issues is what we all do best, |
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Just like Aussie politicians shoe-shining for the U.S. |
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To save losing face, no thoughts to the fumes that trace, |
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Our sky lines and clogs our seas we swimming in consumer waste, |
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The fumes of hate rise globally but will it cease? |
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The day we try and find a little peace within the Middle East, |
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We shadow their borders yelling deplete their arms, |
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Its just war for black gold so they can grease their palms, |
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We all need a scapegoat, a villain to cop blame, |
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We're just wolves in sheep's clothing killing in gods name, |
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And that's world wide, like global over population, |
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We mine the world dry of natural resources to feed our nations, |
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Appetite for waste, I see it everywhere, |
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I feel like throwing a flag of protest in Tienanmen Square, |
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We need to care for mother earth and all of her natural defences, |
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But talk is cheap, and taking action is expensive, |
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We wear our hearts on our sleeves, our flags on our borders, |
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And that's why nuclear testings done in pacific foreign waters, |
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We follow reporters with the worth of a scholar, |
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And gather personal opinions from a rag worth a dollar, |
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Man this is not a subject; I feel lightly I can talk on, |
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The attitude is one man of many, so walk on. |
