Foreigner Lyrics

Nobody will notice when the foreigner goes down
Nobody misses a beat when his head hits the ground
There's party lights and sirens going off all over town
All around

He gets inside a taxi
'Take me to a train'
The driver is full of speed
Talking garbage once again
He goes on and on and on and on against immigration
(we've heard it all before)

Yeah somebody is on to 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 drugs taped to his body, well he's not like us
They speak a different language down the back of the bus
(and that's suss)

Yeah somebody is on to 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 are all over taken

Yeah somebody is on to 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