Outback Songtext
von The Uptones
Outback Songtext
Thirty eight dead when the cops bashed heads in Johannesburg today
And the bombs go off in Hamburg and in Libya and Bombay
Well there′s war in the streets at home and you can see it on your TV screen
And everybody's asking their own God, well my god, what does this mean?
I can′t predict the future, but I can see what's come before
I can't predict the future, I can only see what′s come before
Between East Berlin and West Berlin they built a wall with a barbed wire top
And everybody here has to live in fear of the day when the bomb will drop
Well there′s one world and it's big enough for all, but the blues and reds they had to build a wall
And no one can live in peace until the stones all fall
I can′t predict the future, but I can see what's come before
I can′t predict the future, I can only see what's come before
Livin′ in the outback
As the sun burns red in the Eastern sky
More of God's children are bound to die
And as the sun goes down, in the West
The blood of the rest on the hands of you and I
Can't predict the future, but I can see what′s come before
I can′t predict the future, I can only see what's come before
Livin′ in the outback
And the bombs go off in Hamburg and in Libya and Bombay
Well there′s war in the streets at home and you can see it on your TV screen
And everybody's asking their own God, well my god, what does this mean?
I can′t predict the future, but I can see what's come before
I can't predict the future, I can only see what′s come before
Between East Berlin and West Berlin they built a wall with a barbed wire top
And everybody here has to live in fear of the day when the bomb will drop
Well there′s one world and it's big enough for all, but the blues and reds they had to build a wall
And no one can live in peace until the stones all fall
I can′t predict the future, but I can see what's come before
I can′t predict the future, I can only see what's come before
Livin′ in the outback
As the sun burns red in the Eastern sky
More of God's children are bound to die
And as the sun goes down, in the West
The blood of the rest on the hands of you and I
Can't predict the future, but I can see what′s come before
I can′t predict the future, I can only see what's come before
Livin′ in the outback
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