The world is crashing down on me tonight. The walls are closing in on me tonight. . 'cause I know this is the end of the beginning of the outbreak of love.
There's a wind on the eastern side. Ghost gums dance in the moonlit night. Mopoke mourns the racketeers. The bosses they can sense your mood. All in place to a hand that rules.
She was the golden summer wine. And now she's black and blue resigned. He took advantage like the spider. Helpless, one too many times. . You had to go ahead and sing.
When I'm locked in my room. I just want to scream. And I know what they mean. (One more day of eating and sleeping). . Speak to me, speak to me. I'm not spoken for, I'm ready to talk.
Who'd like to change the world, who wants to shoot the curl. Who gets to work for bread, who wants to get ahead. Who hands out equal rights, who starts and ends that fight.