MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
midnight oil - blue sky mine
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
Chorus
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 the blue sky mining company won't come to my rescue
If the sugar refining company won't save me
Who's gonna save me?
Chorus
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 town
midnight oil - beds are burning
Out where the river broke
The bloodwood and the desert oak
Holden wrecks and boiling diesels
Steam in forty five degrees
The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share
The time has come
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
Let's give it back
How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
The time has come to say fairs fair
to pay the rent, now to pay our share
Four wheels scare the cockatoos
From Kintore East to Yuendemu
The western desert lives and breathes
In forty five degrees
The time has come
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share
The time has come
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
Let's give it back
How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
The time has come to say fair's fair
To pay the rent, now to pay our share
The time has come, a fact's a fact
It belongs to them, let's give it back
How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
midnight oil - the dead heart
We don't serve your country
Don't serve your king
Know your custom don't speak your tongue
White man came took everyone
We don't server your country
Don't serve your king
White man listen to the songs we sing
White man came took everything
We carry in our hearts the true country
And that cannot be stolen
We follow in the steps of our ancestry
And that cannot be broken
We don't serve your country
Don't serve your king
Know your custom don't speak your tongue
White man came took everyone
We don't need protection
Don't need your land
Keep your promise on where we stand
We will listen we'll understand
We carry in our hearts the true country
And that cannot be stolen
We follow in the steps of our ancestry
And that cannot be broken
We carry in our hearts the true country
And that cannot be stolen
We follow in the steps of our ancestry
And that cannot be broken
Mining companies, pastoral companies
Uranium companies
Collected companies
Got more right than people
Got more say than people
Forty thousand years can make a difference to the state
of things
The dead earth lives here
midnight oil - forgotten years
Few of the sins of the father
Are visited upon the son
Hearts have been hard
Hands have been clenched into fists too long
Our sons need never be soldiers
Our daughters will never need guns
These are the years between
These are the years that were hard fought and won
Contracts torn at the edges
Old signatures stained with tears
Seasons of war and grace
These should not be forgotten years
Still it aches like tetanus
It reeks of politics
How many dreams remain?
This is a feeling too strong to contain
The hardest years, the darkest years
The roarin' years, the fallen years
These should not be forgotten years
The hardest years the wildest years
The desperate and divided years
Our shoreline was never invaded
Our country was never in flames
This is the calm we breathe
This is a feeling too strong to contain
Still it aches like tetanus
It reeks of politics
Signatures stained with tears
Who can remember, we've got to remember
The hardest years, the darkest years...
Forsaking aching breaking years
The time 'n' tested heartbreak years
These should not be forgotten years
The blinded years, the binded years
The desperate and divided years
These should not be forgotten years
Remember
midnight oil - dreamworld
The Breakfast Creek Hotel is up for sale
The last square mile of terra firma gavelled in the mail
So farewell to the Norfolk Island pines
No amount of make believe can help this heart of mine
[Chorus]
End - your dreamworld is just about to end
Fall - your dreamworld is just about to fall
Your dreamworld will fall
So shut that buckle and turn that key again
Take me to a place they say the dreaming never ends
Open wide drive thet mistery road
Walk through Eden's garden and then wander as you go
Chorus
Sign says honeymoon to rent
Cloudland into dreamland turns
The sun comes up and we all learn
Those wheels must turn
midnight oil - king of the montain
Walking through the high dry grass
Pushing my way through slow
Yellow belly black snake
Sleeping on a red rock
Waiting for the stranger to go
Sugar train stops at the crossing
Cane cockies cursing below
Bad storm coming
Better run to the top of the mountain
Mountain in the shadow of light
Rain in the valley below
Mountain in the shadow of light
Rain in the valley
Well you can say you're Peter, say you're Paul
Don't put me up on your bedroom wall
Call me king of the mountain
Blacksmith fires up the bellows
Cane cutters burning the load
Workers of the world
Run to the top of the mountain
Mountain in the shadow of light...
I can't take the hands from my face
There are some things we can't replace
Mountain...
Over liquid tarmac wastelands of cactus and heat
Down cobblestone alleyways of washing day sheets
Up ghost prairie mountains of sunset and space
Down the road a familiar face
Across the wilderness
Out further than the bush
I will follow you
midnight oil - truganini
There's a road train goin' nowhere
Roads are cut,lines are down
We'll be stayin' at the Roman bath
'til that monsoon passes on.
The backbone of this country's broken
The land is cracked and the land is sore
Farmers are hangin' on by their fingertips
Cursed and stumbled across that shore
What for?
(Refrain)
I hear much support for the monarchy
I hear the Union Jack still remains
I see Namijira in custody
and I see Truganini's in chains
And the world won't stand still
And the world won't stand still
The blue collar work it don't get you nowhere
You just go round and round in debt
Sombody's got you on that treadmill,mate
And I hope your not beaten yet,not yet
Refrain
neat solo where Peter Garrett flails around
I hear much support for the monarchy
I see the Union Jack in flames (Let it buuuurn)
I see Namijira with dignity
and I see Truganini's in chains (chain)
And the world won't stand still
And the world won't stand still
(chains)
And the world won't stand still
And the world won't stand still
midnight oil - put down that weapon
Under the waterline
No place to retire
To another time
The eyes of the world now turn
And if we think about it
And if we talk about it
And if the skies go dark with rain
Can you tell me does our freedom remain
Put down that weapon or we'll all be gone
You can't hide nowhere with the torchlight on
And it happens to be an emergency
Some things aren't meant to be
Some things don't come for free
Above the waterline
Point the finger yeah point the bone
It's the harbour towns
That the grey battleships call home
And if we think about it
And if we talk about it
And if the sea goes boiling black
Can you tell me what we'll do about that
Put down that weapon or we'll all be gone
I must know something to know it's so wrong
And it happens to be an emergency
Some things aren't meant to be
Some things don't come for free
They keep talking about it
They keep talking
Put down that weapon or we'll all be gone
You must be crazy if you think you're strong
midnight oil - sell my soul
Let's begin, I am ready, let's begin
Sell my soul to him
Shed my skin, I just wanna shed my skin
I don't wanna sell my soul to him
Mechanize, city bursts and farmers die
They cry
Sleep face down in a goods train heading south in the rain
In this world I often think you understand me
In these words I often think you'd recognise me
'Cos I just wanna swim with the fish in the sea
And I want faith to heal so that I can be clean
America's great now
If you don't talk back
You hide your face
Crawl in rubble and smile and scorn
At that snail-paced creature
Going up and down walls
Celebrate, I just want to celebrate
I'm not going to sell my soul to him
When you look right in
midnight oil - i m the cure
Tell all your friends I'm the cure
Tell them again and again
Watching the walls, spinning in doors
I can bring you peace of mind
Use me whenever you please
Sweeter than sweet memories
Everything's neat, avoiding the heat
I can give you peace of mind
All this pressure I can't handle
Everything else becomes dim
You're so much better than them
Waiting around for something to happen
Bring you this instant relief
Kilo pascals in my finger
God is hiding in this teacup
midnight oil - my country
Was it just a dream, were you so confused
Was it just a giant leap of logic
Was it the time of year, that makes a state of fear
Methods, were their motives for the action
And did I hear you say
My country right or wrong
My country right or wrong
My country right or wrong
Did you save your face
Did you breach your faith
Women, there were children at the shelter
Now who can stop the hail
When human senses fail
There was never any warning, no escape
And did I hear you say
My country right or wrong
My country oh so strong
My country right or wrong
My country right or wrong
My country going wrong
My country right or wrong
I hear you say the truth must take a beating
The flag a camouflage for your deceiving
Cause I know, (I know) I know, it's written on your soul
I know we all make mistakes
This is not a case of blurred vision, it's a case of black holes,pocket
holes, soul holes
And did I hear you say
My country right or wrong
My country oh so strong
My country right or wrong
My country right or wrong
My country going wrong
My country right or wrong
My country, my country, my country
midnight oil - nothing lost nothing gained
In my world there are sorrows
I'd rather drown in happiness
Come the morning, when the darkness through
That story's bound to change
And in my world
And in my world
It's all the same
And nothing's ventured, nothing's gained
And nothing's lost and nothing's changed
Go and jump aboard the train of freedom
It's a one way fare
You can find out now that when the tunnel's through
Your ticket's vanished, forgotten you
And in my world...
Turn up the TV, make the music loud
Better to ignore the rabid dog baying at your door
Draw the blind, change the channel if you dare
Better to say, I don't care
And in my world...
You hear the bell, you know it's time to jump off
Cause there's nothing at the platform's edge again
It's too late
It's over to you
(Moginie)
midnight oil - power and the passion
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, Pine 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
midnight oil - one country
Who'd like to change the world?
Who wants to shoot the curl?
Who wants to work for bread?
Who wants to get ahead?
Who hands out equal rights?
Who starts and ends that fight?
And not rant and rave,
or end up a slave.
Who can make hard-won gains,
fall, like the summer rain?
Every man must be, what his life can be,
So don't, call, me,
the tune, i will walk away.
Who wants to please everyone?
Who says it all can be done?
Still sit up on that fence
no one i've heard of yet
Don't call me baby,
Don't talk in maybe's,
Don't talk like has-beens,
Sing it like it should be.
Who laughs at a naggin-down(?)
Lyin' on a neon shroud, runnin around, yeah
You've gotta touch someone,
yeah, i wanna be.......
So don't, call, me,
the tune, i will walk away. X4
(instrumental)
One......country One,country One, country
Who wants to sit around? (country, One)
Turn it up, turn it down? (country,One)
Only a man can be (country One)
what his life can be!
(country one) one vision
(country one) One people
(country one) One landmass
(country one) be our defences
(country one) we have a lifeline
one ocean, one policy, see bad light,
one passion, one movement, one instant, one difference,
one life time and one understanding.
(country one)Yeahhhhhh, one country,
(country one)I..... tell you, its one country
(country one)heyyyyyyyy (country one)
Yeah one, one, one (one country)
one, one, one, one country
one..........(country one)
one.......understanding
Transgression, redemption
one island blue, our place (magic),
one firmament, one element,
one moment, one fusion,
is so on time.
midnight oil - dust
It's 2 a.m. in town hall station
Black walls and sleeping drunks are bad companions
Ice is there
Fear is there
Everyone is nowhere there's too much of nothing
Take me away
Take me away
It's 9 a.m. in town hall station
Flashing faces and grey heards no comparison
So sorry
So straight
Everyone is nowhere there's too much of nothing
Take me away
Take me away
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