Powderworks - Midnight Oil

There’s a shit storm a’coming

I feel it coming soon

There’s a time and a place

And a moment in space

When the fat boys call the tune

There’s a bubble a bouncing

And it’s bouncing my way

There’s two sticks in the powderworks

I think it’s gonna blow today

There’s a shit storm a’coming

Somebody’s claiming some I.O.U.'s

Because the animal’s back

With the man intact

They had a gun at my head

And a knife at my back

Don’t wind me up too tight

I’ve been had by the balls all my life

I’m in no mood now

To stop dead and talk it over

I don’t need no fire and brimstone warning

I’ve been a long time punching bag

I won’t run no race where there ain’t no prize

Take a look at my face

Can’t you see this ain’t no lies

There’s a hit storm a coming

They’re getting in for one free bite

I was taken by surprise

By the glint in the eyes of a sweet campaign

Smelling strongly of lies

You’re the original Mr. Clean

But the closeups make you look awful mean

You’re just a con man raving saying nothing new

I don’t need no fire and brimstone warning

I’ve been a long time punching bag

I won’t run no race where there ain’t no prize

I don’t need no fire and brimstone warning

I’ve been a long time punching bag

I won’t run no race where there ain’t no prize

Take a look at my face

Can’t you tell there ain’t no lies