Midnight Oil - Profiteers [text]

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