Progress - Midnight Oil

Say yes to a real life ambition, say yes to our hopes and our plans

Forget about your indecision, let’s get the beast off our land

A tree that can grow no longer, a beach that has got no sand

I would pay out a king’s ransom, if we could just understand

Got your last meal, filled up with pesticide

Hamburger chain third world infanticide

Got robot car your jobs will disappear

It’s the politics of a brand new year

Manhattanization is coming, open your eyes if you dare

Carry us on to the crossroads, come to your senses and care

16 million, I can’t hear you at all

Some say that’s progress

I say that’s cruel

You may be safe in your hemisphere

But there’s so much junk in the stratosphere

We got our eyes on the firmament, hands on the armaments

Heads full of arguments, and words for our monuments

I won’t deny it, can we survive?

Some say that’s progress

I say that’s cruel