Shakers & Movers Testo

Won❝t you come on down the line, away from barren ground
The harlot and the autocrat, are they driving you further down
The season❝s rhymes, they anchor me, against the raging tide
Take you to the last wild place, skin and the stars they embrace
A caveman could a saint become, on a hospital ward on the somme
We can dive into distant amoebas, our wings could melt in the sun
I can shake, I can move, but I live can❝t without your love
I can break, over you, but I live without your love
Our poet henry lawson, he named them, the lay❝em out brigade
Here they come, there they go, oh great God of development
Don❝t really know you yet
Coastline hosed down washed away, economics now there❝s nothing left
Tomorrow❝s child takes concrete footsteps
And they❝ll drink champagne or be damned
And the storm is breaking now, yes the storm is crashing down
(moginie/garrett)