Spirit of the Age

Spirit of the Age There is an SOS of real distress, baby tears at the best address Ambulance chasers won't confess, sun comes up and you're stuck The ones and the zeros are flushing your pores, You've been flamed in the dark and you're feeling sore The drip feed rattle lures the innocent cattle It is the only job in town Yeah I know Spirit of the Age is coming home Here it comes A 747 is landing on your head A hand reaches out and you find you're dead Scared of the tarot and scared of the score But you went in deep 'cause you needed more But Karma is a boomerang and here it comes again Feels like the country is a going round the bend Yeah I know Spirit of the Age is coming home There were a few blue singlets at the garage sale No-one was cheering at the treasures they were clearing Desperate fictions are in my book Howl of the dashboard culture that shook But Karma is a boomerang it's bound some down again Feels like the country is just a going round the bend Yeah I know spirit of the Age is coming home --- Spirit of the Age - Midnight Oil