Remember when Peter Garrett used to sing political songs and make political statements?Remember the power & the passion?
This week I had a chat with Capt Quirk, the current Lord Mayor of Brisbane....
When I asked him what he was passionate about.....he responded with:
"Racehorses".....
Did you happen to see Lateline on Thursday night? Paul Keating was interviewed about his perspective on putting a price on pollution.
If you haven’t seen it yet, please take a moment to watch former Prime Minister Keating’s interview about economic reform.
After watching former Prime Minister Paul Keating, it is worth having a look at Can Do roping in his family to passionately tell us he has a plan (but then telling us nothing about what the plan is). It is hysterical......
People, wasting away in paradise
Going backwards, once in a while
Takin' your time, give it a try
What do you believe, what do you believe
What do you believe is true?
And nothing they say makes a difference this way
Nothing they say will do
You take all the trouble that you can afford
At least you won't have time to be bored x2
Oh, the power and the passion
Oh, the temper of the time
Oh, the power and the passion
Sometimes you've got to take the hardest line
Sunburned faces around, with skin so brown
Smiling, zinc cream and crowds, Sundays the beach never a cloud
Breathing eucalypt, pushing panel vans
Stuff and munch junk food
Laughing at the truth, cos Gough was tough til he hit the rough
Hey Uncle Sam and John were quite enough
Too much of sunshine too much of sky
It's just enough to make you wanna cry x2
Oh, the power and the passion
Oh, the temper of the time
Oh, the power and the passion
Sometimes you've got to take the hardest line
I see buildings, clothing the sky, in paradise
Sydney, nights are warm
Daytime telly, blue rinse dawn
And Dad's so bad he lives in the pub, it's a underarms and football club
A flat chat Pine Gap, in every home a Big Mac,
And no one goes outback, that's that
You take what you get, you get what you please
Better to die on your feet than to live on your knees
It's better to die on your feet than to live on your knees
Oh, the power and the passion
Oh, the temper of the time
Oh, the power and the passion
Sometimes you've got to take the hardest line
(repeat)
Going backwards, once in a while
Takin' your time, give it a try
What do you believe, what do you believe
What do you believe is true?
And nothing they say makes a difference this way
Nothing they say will do
You take all the trouble that you can afford
At least you won't have time to be bored x2
Oh, the power and the passion
Oh, the temper of the time
Oh, the power and the passion
Sometimes you've got to take the hardest line
Sunburned faces around, with skin so brown
Smiling, zinc cream and crowds, Sundays the beach never a cloud
Breathing eucalypt, pushing panel vans
Stuff and munch junk food
Laughing at the truth, cos Gough was tough til he hit the rough
Hey Uncle Sam and John were quite enough
Too much of sunshine too much of sky
It's just enough to make you wanna cry x2
Oh, the power and the passion
Oh, the temper of the time
Oh, the power and the passion
Sometimes you've got to take the hardest line
I see buildings, clothing the sky, in paradise
Sydney, nights are warm
Daytime telly, blue rinse dawn
And Dad's so bad he lives in the pub, it's a underarms and football club
A flat chat Pine Gap, in every home a Big Mac,
And no one goes outback, that's that
You take what you get, you get what you please
Better to die on your feet than to live on your knees
It's better to die on your feet than to live on your knees
Oh, the power and the passion
Oh, the temper of the time
Oh, the power and the passion
Sometimes you've got to take the hardest line
(repeat)
If you haven’t seen it yet, please take a moment to watch former Prime Minister Keating’s interview about economic reform.
After watching former Prime Minister Paul Keating, it is worth having a look at Can Do roping in his family to passionately tell us he has a plan (but then telling us nothing about what the plan is). It is hysterical......
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