Men At Work

Jump down the shelters to get away The boys are cockin’ up their guns Tell us general, is it party time? If it is can we all come? Don’t think that we don’t know Don’t think that we’re not trying Don’t think we move too slow It’s no use after crying Saying It’s a mistake…

I can’t get to sleep I think about the implications Of diving in too deep And possibly the complications Especially at night I worry over situations I know will be all right Perhaps it’s just imagination And day after day it reappears And night after night my heartbeat shows the fear Ghosts appear and fade…

Travelling in a fried-out kombi On a hippie trail, head full of zombie I met a strange lady, she made me nervous She took me in and gave me breakfast And 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?…

Who can it be knocking at my door? Go ‘way! don’t come ’round here no more Can’t you see that it’s late at night? I’m very tired, and i’m not feeling right All i wish is to be alone Stay away! don’t you invade my home Best off if you hang outside Don’t come in!…