Bedlam Bridge

From (Kai Lukoschek) Bedlam Bridge - Midnight Oil In this city with no footpath there’s a building with no people There is crime and gun decisions There’s a street of heat and hawlers there’s a house of hope and drifters There’s a gang that shoots then listens There’s a place that knows no poverty a town without pollution There’s a soul with good intentions There are canyons full of movie stars churches made of metal There are mountains made of muscle We have leaders who are anxious we have captains not courageous Captains tumbling into madness But there’s a man who makes no enemies A body never breathless No ambition ever hopeless Up on bedlam bridge somebody is waiting Up on bedlam bridge I’m shot to heaven Oh up on bedlam bridge waiting (same chords) In these locked and shackled neighbourhoods Bridge and tunnel diplomats See the golden ghetto’s creeper Crazy flags from history songs for the White House gangsters Guns for hellgate railway sleepers But there’s a man... So how stands the city on this winter’s night? The city on the hill or so they said The snow is falling down around the armbury The city’s closing in around my head Up on bedlam bridge... Drive - drive the engines harder - drive Up on bedlam bridge... Drive drive drive Won’t you turn the engines over - drive