Yea, yea, yea Yea, yea, yea Yea, yea, yea Yea, yea, yea Well there seems to be trouble And I can't tell what's wrong or right There's a man over there seeing double And he won't make it through the night Things fly by when you are living Faster then you ever have before Everyone out here is given Something but we still want some more Now we'll sit here and wait With our ears to the ground Waiting on the word To march on this town And her voice lights up the dark As the dust falls As the dust falls As the dust falls Raglan Road I miss my home in the city I miss that morning sunrise It's a shame and a pity But it comes as no big surprise Now we'll sit here and wait With our ears to the ground Waiting on the word To march on this town And her voice lights up the dark As the dust falls As the dust falls As the dust falls Raglan Road