Throw the bastards out. Start a new, fairer, sustainable civilisation before it's too late.
lyrics
All the moors are deserted except for the traps
And the old school suits under waxed flat caps
The crows are in cages and left there to rot
And a pointless petition is all that we've got
There's sad tombolas for the blue rosettes
And the dogs and the bastards at the badger setts
We've got culture wars in container ships
And a fast approaching apocalypse
Let's have a revolution
I want a revolution
Can't we have a revolution
Don't you want a revolution right now
There's front row seats for the donor cards
With their fast track deals waved past the guards
They'll siphon the cash before it gets spent
Then punish the tenants for missing their rent
There's snubby old snouts in the trough of delights
And they're all getting fat on a feast of our rights
With culture wars in container ships
And a fast approaching apocalypse
Let's have a revolution
I want a revolution
Can't we have a revolution
Don't you want a revolution right now
Some people say it's ok for one person to own 200,000 acres of land as a result of nothing more than the act of their birth,
As though the time passed since it was stolen somehow gives them a right to that earth.
Well, what if we took it back and shared it around?
In four hundred years time would you agree it was common ground?
Or would you cry foul and shout out loud...
Let's have a revolution
I want a revolution
Can't we have a revolution
Don't you want a revolution right now
Australian artist Nuala Honan's new record is packed with evocative, emotionally powerful songs and a voice to match. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 3, 2020