Well, we know where we're goin'But we don't know where we've beenAnd we know what we're knowin'But we can't say what we've seen

And we're not little childrenAnd we know what we wantAnd the future is certainGive us time to work it out

We're on a road to nowhereCome on insideTakin' that ride to nowhereWe'll take that ride

I'm feelin' okay this mornin'And you knowWe're on a road to paradiseHere we go, here we go

We're on a ride to nowhereCome on insideTakin' that ride to nowhereWe'll take that ride

Maybe you wonder where you areI don't careHere is where time is on our sideTake you there, take you there

We're on a road to nowhereWe're on a road to nowhereWe're on a road to nowhere

There's a city in my mindCome along and take that rideAnd it's all right, baby it's all right

And it's very far awayBut it's growing day by dayAnd it's all right, baby it's all right

Would you like to come along?And you could help me sing this songAnd it's all right, baby it's all right

They can tell you what to doBut they'll make a fool of youAnd it's all right, baby it's all right

There's a city in my mindCome along and take that rideAnd it's all right, baby it's all right

And it's very far awayBut it's growing day by dayAnd it's all right, baby it's all right

Would you like to come along?You could help me sing this songAnd it's all right, baby it's all right

They can tell you what to doBut they'll make a fool of youAnd it's all right, baby it's all right

We're on a road to nowhereWe're on a road to nowhereWe're on a road to nowhereWe're on a road to nowhere

I'm taking back the knowledgeI'm taking back the gentlenessI'm taking back the ritualI'm giving in to sweetness

Come preacherman, shoot me with your poisoned arrowBut I dance on VaselineAnd I'm tripping out working on a revolutionYou don't let the music in

I'm taking back the childrenI'm taking back the ceremonyI'm taking back my offeringsAnd I'm taking back what you mean to me

You're dangerous, shoot me with your poisoned arrowBut I dance on VaselineAnd I'm slipping out I'm working on a revolutionDon't let the music in

And war is all around usYour Gods are dead and buried undergroundI was a silly puttyYour big ideas are useless to me now

My baby saw the futureShe doesn't wanna live it anymoreIts lousy science-fictionIt's on your skin and seeps into your bones

Come preacherman, shoot me with your poisoned arrowI dance on VaselineAnd I'm tripping out working on a revolutionDon't let day begin

And you're dangerous, shoot me with your poisoned arrowBut I dance on VaselineAnd I'm slipping out working on a revolutionDon't let the music in

It started in OklahomaYou always think it happens somewhere elseThis madness is attractiveUntil the day it happens to yourself

And power might seem sexyBut check her in the cool grey light of dawnA legislative bodyAnd all at once your lust for her is gone

And I'm tripping out working on a revolutionDon't let the day beginWe'll turn you down time to time for evolutionDon't let the music in

And I'm tripping out working on a revolutionDon't let the day beginWe'll turn you down, make a time for evolutionDon't let the day begin

I can't seem to face up to the facts I'm tense and nervous and I Can't relax I can't sleep 'cause my bed's on fire Don't touch me I'm a real live wire

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You start a conversation you can't even finish it. You're talkin' a lot, but you're not sayin' anything. When I have nothing to say, my lips are sealed. Say something once, why say it again?

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Ce que j'ai fais, ce soir la Ce qu'elle a dit, ce soir la Realisant mon espoir Je me lance, vers la gloire ... OK We are vain and we are blind I hate people when they're not polite

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Traveling in a fried-out combieOn a hippie trail, head full of zombieI met a strange lady, she made me nervousShe took me in and gave me breakfastAnd she said,

"Do you come from a land down under?Where women glow and men plunder?Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?You better run, you better take cover."

Buying bread from a man in BrusselsHe was six-foot-four and full of musclesI said, "Do you speak-a my language?"He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwichAnd he said,

"I come from a land down underWhere beer does flow and men chunderCan't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?You better run, you better take cover."

Lyin' in a den in BombayWith a slack jaw, and not much to sayI said to the man, "Are you trying to tempt meBecause I come from the land of plenty?"And he said,

"Do you come from a land down under? Where women glow and men plunder?Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?You better run, you better take cover."Yeah!

Living in a land down underWhere women glow and men plunderCan't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?You better run, you better take cover!

Living in a land down under

Where women glow and men plunderCan't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?You better run, you better take cover!

Out where the river brokeThe bloodwood and the desert oakHolden wrecks and boiling dieselsSteam in forty five degrees

The time has comeTo say fair's fairTo pay the rentTo pay our shareThe time has come A fact's a factIt belongs to themLet's give it back

How can we dance when our earth is turningHow do we sleep while our beds are burningHow can we dance when our earth is turningHow do we sleep while our beds are burning

The time has comeTo say fair's fairTo pay the rent, nowTo pay our share

Four wheels scare the cockatoosFrom Kintore East to YuendemuThe western desert lives and breathesIn forty five degrees

The time has come

To say fair's fairTo pay the rentTo pay our shareThe time has come A fact's a factIt belongs to themLet's give it back

How can we dance when our earth is turningHow do we sleep while our beds are burningHow can we dance when our earth is turningHow do we sleep while our beds are burning

The time has comeTo say fair's fairTo pay the rent, nowTo pay our shareThe time has come A fact's a factIt belongs to themWe'r gonna give it back

How can we dance when our earth is turningHow do we sleep while our beds are burning

There'll be food on the table tonight There'll be pay in your pocket tonight

My gut is wrenched out it is crunched up and broken My life that is lived is no more than a token Who'll strike the flint upon the stone and tell me why?

If I yell out at night there's a reply of blue silence The screen is no comfort I can't speak my sentence They blew the lights at heaven's gate and I don't know why

But if I work all day on the blue sky mine

(There'll be food on the table tonight) Still I walk up and down on the blue sky mine (There'll be pay in your pocket tonight)

The candy store paupers lie to the shareholders They're crossing their fingers they pay the truth makers The balance sheet is breaking up the sky

So I'm caught at the junction still waiting for medicine The sweat of my brow keeps on feeding the engine Hope the crumbs in my pocket can keep me for another night

And if you blue sky mining company won't come to my rescue If the sugar refining company won't save me

Who's gonna save me?

But if I work all day on the blue sky mine (There'll be food on the table tonight) And if I walk up and down on the blue sky mine (There'll be pay in your pocket tonight) And some have sailed from a distant shore And the company takes what the company wants And nothing's as precious As a hole in the ground

Who's gonna save me? I pray that sense and reason brings us in Who's gonna save me? We've got nothing to fear

In the end the rain comes down Washes clean the streets of a blue sky mine