midnight oil
safety chain blues
hanging on like hell to the safety chain lifebuoy crash lands in a vale of tears all the lovers are in retreat out on the edge of the nervous street so deaf to the call of the wild deaf to the first born's whispering plea expanding frame the city is in heat burning at the edges of the lonely street but i want to hold your precious head i will not leave you nor pretend i'm going to hold you to the end hey mama didn't know we'd end up here the snapshot is all tiles and red walls down at the squatter's camps they cannot compete the shepherd has been bound up by his hands and his feet make love make peace make haste it's a slow release great changes gonna carry you make love make peace make haste it's a slow release great changes gonna carry you