Lirieke: Midnight Oil. Harrisburg.

The Empire rings
The umpire's not laughing
The President's resented
Ambassador's a night club
You cannot get it out

It's stuff you cannot taste or see
It's stuff you cannot smell
It's stuff that's twenty times as hot
As the hottest stuff in Hell

The company said it would not blow
The government said it might
Harrisburg, oh Harrisburg
I wonder who is right

Who can leave it behind?
The curtains are drawn
There's something I must say to you
You cannot get it out

Harrisburg, oh, Harrisburg
The plant is melting down
The people out in Harrisburg
Are getting out of town

And when this stuff gets in
You cannot get it out

'Coz when this stuff gets in
You cannot get it out