Spirit Of The Age Lyrics - Midnight Oil

Spirit of the Age 

There is an SOS of real distress, baby tears at the best address 

Ambulance chasers won't confess, sun comes up and you're stuck 

The ones and the zeros are flushing your pores, 

You've been flamed in the dark and you're feeling sore 

The drip feed rattle lures the innocent cattle 

It is the only job in town 

Yeah I know Spirit of the Age is coming home 

Here it comes 

A 747 is landing on your head 

A hand reaches out and you find you're dead 

Scared of the tarot and scared of the score 

But you went in deep 'cause you needed more 

But Karma is a boomerang and here it comes again 

Feels like the country is a going round the bend 

Yeah I know Spirit of the Age is coming home 

There were a few blue singlets at the garage sale 

No-one was cheering at the treasures they were clearing 

Desperate fictions are in my book 

Howl of the dashboard culture that shook 

But Karma is a boomerang it's bound some down again 

Feels like the country is just a going round the bend 

Yeah I know spirit of the Age is coming home