Shakers And Movers Lyrics

Shakers And Movers

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 theyll drink champagne or be damned

And the storm is
breaking now, yes the storm is crashing down

(Moginie/Garrett)