Nobody will notice when the foreigner goes down
Nobody misses a beat when his head hits the ground
There's partly lights and sirens going off all over town
All around
He gets inside a Taxi
"Take me to the train"
The driver is full of speed
Talking garbage once again
He goes on and on and on and on against immigration
Yeah somebody is onto him
The greed has brought them out
They're all chasing the easy life
They're all chasing the fight
All the young dudes on the streets are
Trying to do what's right
Is he a gold smuggler?
Selling body parts for cash?
With d** taped to his body, well, he's not like us
They speak a different language down the back of the bus
Yeah somebody is onto him
The greed has brought them out
They're all chasing the easy life
They're all chasing the fight
All the young dudes on the streets are
Trying to do what's right
The walls are black, the street lamps weak
And all taboos are broken
A billion moths swamp Sydney streets
And not a word is spoken
The october plague is here once more, we're all overtaken
Yeah somebody is onto him
The greed has brought them out
They're all chasing the easy life
They're all chasing the fight
All the young dudes on the streets are
Trying to do what's right