Brindlestyle

 The Power and The Passion -Midnight Oil

People, wasting away in paradise

Going backward, once in a while

Moving ahead, falling behind

What do you believe, what do you believe

What do you believe is true

Nothing they say makes a difference this way

Nothing they say will do

Take all the trouble that you can afford

At least you wont have time to be bored

Oh the power and the passion, oh the temper of the time

Oh the power and the passion

youve got to take the hardest line

Sunburnt faces around, with skin so brown

Smiling zinc cream and crowds, sundays the beach never a cloud

Breathing eucalypt, pushing panel vans

Stuff and munch junk food

Laughing at the truth, cos gough was tough til he hit the rough

  Uncle sam and john were quite enough

Too much of sunshine too much of sky

Its enough to make you want to cry

Oh the power...

I see buildings, clothing the sky, in paradise Sydney, nights are warm

Daytime telly, blue rinse dawn

Dads so bad he lives in the pub, its a underarms and football clubs

Flat chat, pine gap, in every home a big mac

And no one goes outback, thats that

You take what you get and get what you please Its better to die on your feet than to live on your knees

Oh the power... (hirst/moginie/garrett)