Power And The Passion — текст песни (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
`Cos nothing they say will do
Take all the trouble that you can afford
At least you won`t have time to be bored

Oh the power and the passion
Oh the temper of the time
Oh the power and the passion
Sometimes you`ve got to take the hardest line
I see sunburnt faces around
With skin so brown
Smiling zinc cream and crows
Sundays the beach never a cloud
Breathing eucalypt, pushing panelvans, stuff and munch junk food
Laughing at the truth, `cos Gough was tough till he hit the rough
Uncle Sam and John were quite enough
Too much of sunshine too much of sky
It`s enough to make you wanna cry

I see buildings, clothing the sky in paradise
Sydney, where the nights are warm
Daytime telly, blue rinse dawn
Dad`s so bad he lives in a pub, underarms and football clubs
Flat chat, Pin Gap in every home a Big Mac
And no one goes back, that`s that
You take what you get and get what you please
It`s better to die on your feet than to live on your knees