SONG LYRIC DATABASE - P

The songs in this section are

PEACE, LOVE AND UNDERSTANDING

W - Nick Lowe
As I walk through this wicked world
Searching for light in the darkness of insanity
I ask myself "Is all hope lost?"
"Is there only pain and hatred and misery?"

And each time I feel like this inside
There's one thing I wanna know,
What's so funny 'bout peace, love and understanding? Oh
What's so funny 'bout peace, love and understanding?

And as I walk on through troubled times
My spirit gets so downhearted sometimes
So where are the strong? And who are the trusted?
And where is the harmony? Sweet harmony

'Cause each time I feel it slippin' away
It just makes me wanna cry,
What's so funny 'bout peace, love and understanding? Oh
What's so funny 'bout peace, love and understanding?

So where are the strong? And who are the trusted?
And where is the harmony? Sweet harmony

'Cause each time I feel it slippin' away
It just makes me wanna cry,
What's so funny 'bout peace, love and understanding? Oh
What's so funny 'bout peace, love and understanding? Oh
What's so funny 'bout peace, love and understanding?

PICTURES

W - Hirst/Moginie/Rotsey/Garrett/Gifford I just want to talk through paradise
I just want to see that clear clear ight
Don't want to be a member of a species that's deceasing
Keep on making those promises that they aren't keeping

Oh I was a talking to the people next door
Said they don't want to die in a nuclear war
Now we went walking down the old north road
We got a common cause we got a heavy heavy load

Watching pictures of the world
Watching pictures as they pass me by
Don't stop at that light
Don't go out at night
My artificial heart
Expensive spare parts

I've been a sailor on the sea I've been a flyer in the air
I've seen a whole lot of bleeding hearts out there
They don't talk so much I tell you they still care

They can't go on living like this they can't go on

Don't sit around in silence you don't need a licence
It's moving in a hurrythere's no need to worry
We're really going to change it the critical mass approaches
I can almost hear it

POWDERWORKS

W - Hirst/Moginie/Rotsey/James
There's a shit storm a'coming I feel it coming soon
There's a time and a place There's 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 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 Don't you see this ain't no lies?

There's a shit storm a'coming
They're getting in for one free bite
I was taken by surpirse
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

POWER AND THE PASSION

W - Hirst/Moginie/Garrett
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

PROFITEERS

W - Hirst/Moginie/Rotsey
Look up on the ledge, there's a bomber diving on the golden street
Down below the crowd is falling, bullets under feet

Don't tell me, don't tell me, hey don't tell me
We're under the beat of a brand-new marching order
Ears to be ground there's a party planned for the new recruits
Hurricane lamps are burning, teargas fills the route, yeah

PROGRESS

W - Moginie/Garrett
Say yes to real life ambition
Say yes to our hopes and our plans
Forget about your indecision
Let's get the beast off our land

A tree that can grow no longer
A beach that has got no sand
I would pay out a king's ransom
If we could just understand

Got your last meal filled up with pesticide
Hamburger chain third world infanticide
Got robot car your jobs will disappear
It's called the politics of a brand new year
Manhattanization is coming
Open your eyes if you dare
Carry us on to the crossroads
Come to your senses and care
16 million I can't hear you at all

Some say that's progress I say that's cruel

You may be safe in your hemisphere
But there's so much junk in the stratosphere
We got our eyes on the firmament
Hands on the armaments
Heads full of arguments
And words for our monuments

I won't deny it can we survive
Some say that's progress I say that's cruel

PUT DOWN THAT WEAPON

W - Moginie/Hirst/Garrett
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 metal ships 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 you'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 if 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


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