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