Think in the year of the refugee Or maybe it was the year of the child or the aged I sat with Thomas in a bar he was drinking with a women There I asked him 'Te...

Burn Again! Must Nicaragua burn again! ? Burn Again! Must Nicaragua burn again! ? When Anastasio fell he was by then the first Somoza To have had Nicaragua lik...

It's a snow-wind She's felt It blow for sixty years and more Cora and the snow-wind Like the row-lock and the oar Cutting through these icy waters To find shelt...

Looking at the water Through the spaces of an iron-ore train The water eddies 'round the rushes And Eddie's round at my house, insane The breakers in the dista...

You're living in a world where all the lambs are "frisky" And private eyes hold hand-guns that are hotter than The whisky that they drink The cops here never mi...

Their star-light shone bright in the blackout Like the beams of the usherette But when the Big Bear bit deep after Yalta There were those that came to forget Th...

He vaults the counter with a dancer's grace The time for counting-up has just begun They read a history within his face Negotiating with a loaded gun The spring...

You can spend a cheque in a morning And go hungry the same afternoon Sometimes the only quarters between you and a rainstorm Are the quarters of the moon You k...

You can spend a cheque in a morning And go hungry the same afternoon Sometimes the only quarters between you and a rainstorm Are the quarters of the moon You k...

Blood on o Burberry Jacket Streaked but it won't sook through There's a young man praying For a passing patrol car On a street that they don't go to This is no...

Old Afrikaaner farmer on the terrace of his home Sits gently in his rocking chair, gazing at this land He owns. There he sees his memories and there his past Th...

Don't walk, don't walk it says but he can't ride Not while his only living relative's inside Who couldn't pay his way and couldn't pay his fines His spirit stre...

I'm hearing only bad news from Radio Africa, I'rn hearing only sad news from Radio Africa They've still got trouble with a monster in the South Heads buried de...

In the house of the almighty lord They all shall come, the great and small They have-nots, and the have-it shall enter. A body from a foreign war Is draped in f...

They're growing pines now in cotton soil Still making boxes for the sons of toil Still bend your back to pick you food stamps up Black coffee still comes in a t...

Album, tour, albumen - you're still picking at the Shell And you know you should be glad of the living But it seems like a living hell sometimes And on this pla...