Was just reminded of this Midnight Oil rarity/b-side, featuring Rob Mother-F••king Hirst beating the ever-lovin’ crap out of his drum kit, as was his wont: a combination jackhammer metronome.
“Why wait for the planes to come
when everybody’s got us on the run?
South Pacific carry-on.
Here comes the Hercules.
Here come the submarines,
sinking South Pacific dreams.”