"One Country" Midnight Oil Por Sorte Brasilia

“One Country” Midnight Oil

Who'd like to change the world

Who wants to shoot the curl

Who gets 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

Now 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 maybes

Don't talk like has-beens

Sing it like it should be

Who laughs at their nagging doubts

Lying on a neon shroud, running around

Just got to touch someone

I want to be

So don't call me the tune, I will walk away

One country one

Country one country

Who wants to sit around

Turn it up, turn it down

Only a man can be

What his life can be

One vision

One people

One landmass

We are defenceless

We have a lifeline

One ocean

One policy

Seabed lies

One passion

One movement

One instant

One difference

One lifetime

One understanding

One country

One understanding

Transgression

Redemption

One island

One placemat

One firmament

One element

One moment

One fusion

Yes, and one time