On a knife edge razor day If you listen long enough they've got nothing to say It's a time warp place don't change The rhythm of the night, the beating
Tradução: Midnight Oil. Filo de cuchillo.
is falling down on 'round your head You're backed against the wall Living your whole damn life At someone else's beck and call On the edge of the knife
falling down on 'round your head You're backed against the wall Living your whole damn life At someone else's beck and call On the edge of the [night/knife
Roof is falling down on 'round your head You're backed against the wall Living your whole damn life At someone else's beck and call On the edge of the knife
