Under the waterline
No place to retire
To another time
The eyes of the world now turn
And if we think about it
And if we talk about it
And if the skies go dark with rain
Can you tell me, does our freedom remain?
Put down that weapon
Or we'll all be gone
You can't hide nowhere
With the torchlight on
And it happens to be an emergency
Some things aren't meant to be
Some things don't come for free
Above the waterline
Point the finger, yeah, point the bone
It's the harbour towns
That the grey battleships call home
And if we think about it
And if we talk about it
And if the sea goes boiling black
Can you tell me what you'll do about that?
Put down that weapon
Or we'll all be gone
I must know something
To know it's so wrong
And it happens to be an emergency
Some things aren't meant to be
Some things don't come for free
They keep talking about it
They keep talking about it
They keep talking
They keep talking, talking
(You can't hide nowhere)
And it happens to be an emergency
Some things aren't meant to be
Some things don't come for free
Put down that weapon
Or we'll all be gone
I must know something
To know it's so wrong
And it happens to be an emergency
Some things aren't meant to be
Some things don't come for free
Put down that weapon
Or we'll all be gone
You must be crazy
If you think you're strong
And it happens to be an emergency
Some things aren't meant to be
And some things don't come for free
Composição: Jim Moginie / Martin Rotsey / Midnight Oil / Peter Garrett / Peter Gifford / Rob Hirst