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From the Bustle of the Airport Traffic
I can read it in the paper now
They’ve taken all the half-caste children
From the towns where they’re not allowed
Like the rating on an adult movie
Nobody’ allowed to walk alone at night
There’s fighting on the streets, the towns, the byways: The night’s not safe: It wouldn’t be right
Instrumental Break- B Part
Occupation has its own language
Replacing all the words we know
Some of these kids still don’t speak English
The Government says it’s a symptom: So
Intervention/ Good Intention,
No matter which words we use
How much of the spirit gets lost in the action
Rolling out the tanks in the Dreamtime home
Longer Inst: Break / B part- Soloist Impro / Brass Section
From the Bustle of the Airport Traffic,
I can read it in the paper now
The big screen shouts the news
The big clock shouts the hour
I'm gonna look up from my plastic coffee
Gonna Throw out all this fast food
They promised us a stronger future
Does this look like strength to you?
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