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Thrown On The Scrapheap
They fought in the war to keep the people free. From the nazi scum who would invade our country. Fighting the fascist filth they risked their lives. But now they're old and weak they're just left to die.
Thin Green Line
So here we are - a thin green line. Into the nineties, runnig out of time. Extinction of our planet has already begun but don't let them tell you nothing can be done.
The Right To Choose
Are we to go back to the days of victoria. will we so easily surrender the gains we made so far. back to an age of repression hypocrassy and lies. forced into the back streets as another freedom dies.
The Only Release?
You wouldn't believe the pain. That's tearing trough my head. If you were in my place. Then you'd wish you were dead. Locked in a cage like a prison cell.
The Earth Is Our Mother
How can you buy or sell the sky? The warmth of the land? The idea is strange to us. If we do not own the freshness of the air and the sparkle of the water, how can you buy them? Every part of the earth is scared to my people - every shining pine needle, every sandy shore, every mist in the dark woods, every clearing and humming insect is holy in our memory and experience. The sap which courses through the trees carries our memories - we are part of the earth and it is part of us. We know that the white man does not understand our ways - one portion of the land is the same to him as the next, for he is a stranger who comes in the night and takes whatever he needs. The earth is not his brother but his enemy and when he has conquered it he moves on. He leaves his father's graves behind and he does not care. He kidnaps the earth birthright are forgotten. He treats his mother the earth and his father the sky as things to be bought, plundered or sold like sheep or bright beads. His appetite will devour the earth and leave behind only a desert. I do not know. Our ways are different from your ways. The sight of your cities pains my eyes. There is no quiet place in the white man's cities - no place to hear the unfurling of leaves in spring or the rustle of an insects wings. The clatter only seems to insult the ears - and what is there to life in one cannot hear the lonely cry of the Lapwing or the arguments of the frogs around a pond at night? What is man without other animals? If all the beasts were gone, man would die from a great loneliness of spirit. For whatever happens t othe beasts soon happens to man - all things are connected. Teach your children what we have taught our children: That the earth is our mother. Whatever befalls the earth befalls the sons and daughters of the earth. Man did not weave the web of life - he is merely a strand of it. Whatever he does to the web he does to himself..
Thc
Oi! Oi!. . Dug my fuckin' shit-pit. I had to spend a penny. I had to blag some diesel. For the fuckin' genny. Now we're skinning up. This gear is fuckin' beezer.
Terra-ist
They've poisoned and clear-felled and strip-mined this earth. Made a cess pit of the paradise that was ours by birth. They've raped and they've burned and they've plundered our world.
Take Back The Land
Tore the people from the land. Torched their houses with bloodied hands. Thousands starved or died at sea. A sickening toll of human misery. Broke the old clan system where land was there for all.
This Friday Night
every day is like an earthquake. breaking the rules and all the regulations. every time we throw the slower life aside. we're increasing our expectations.
Thirty-two
You're all slaves. and there's nothing you can do about it. . I crawled inside a full grown woman today. like 32 guitars I'll break after I play. Double digits aren't all they're hyped up to be.
They Are Not Right
We all have feelings inside. We've all been told what's wrong and right. I'm trying to stay alive. in a twisted system filled with lies. . They are not right!.
They All Look The Same
Watch your back in this world. All the beautiful girls in the world. They all look the other way. when I'm not thinking realistically. And I'm not going out in the same suit as you.
The Eyes On The Kids
time to find another life of your own. another fork in the road. he couldn't last another day in this world. he'd rather be alone. . all the eyes on the kids are wide open.
The City
We all live in the city. The city that we love to hate. The city that's fucking dirty. In every single fucking way. . But you'll still find a smile. wherever you find me.
Take All The Time You Need
You are sweet as honey bee. I just can't believe you're mine. You stuck around when I lost my head. Oh, your love is so divine. . Sometimes I need space.
The Winter Has Past
(x2). I am a Rose. A lily among thorns. . You have taken me. I am faint with love. Strengthen me, refresh me. I am faint with love. Your left arm is under my head.
The Pile If Broken Tools
Drawing back, now I see. The pile of, broken tools. Beneath the dust, in the darkness. Some were useful once, but like me some never been. We all lie stagnant, with our hands around our necks.
The Palpable Illusion
Do I help you. Find a sense of fulfillment. Avoid pain,. Help you make it through the day. You demand that your. Internal needs be met. You make me. A part of your rituals.
The Knife
I have taken. Off my robe. Why did I. Put it on again. I have washed. My feet. Why did. I Soil them again. . An evil in my heart lurks. Permitted and un-judged.
The Fence
No, dont ride the fence. your solid black and white. hot or cold, you are. you will be a believer. . .....in heaven or hell. . for him and against him.
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