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The Hell They Made
03:08
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The Hell They Made
Sweating like a pig, working like a dog
Coughin’ up my guts in the thick brown smog
Sun beating down on my sunburnt back
Mouth full of ash and my face coal black.
Dead heart o’ winter still it won’t cool down
And hurricanes are howling through my home town
Dying of thirst in the damned dry heat
As the ocean rolls deeper into our main street.
Cho
Forests are burning
Skies are red
Billions of creatures
Lie black and dead
Billionaires sip
Martini’s in the shade
While we simmer slowly
In the hell they made (rpt)
Bri
1990 They ignored the facts,
turned their backs
said just relax
2020 They changed their minds
accepted the signs
but wanted more time
2030 They missed the goal
lost control
slid down the hole
2050 We’re here sweating
We’re regretting
Never forgetting
That they didn’t care enough
Do enough, fast enough
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In Hiding
03:17
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In Hiding
I’m in hiding,
keeping my head down low
They’re sneaking’ n spyin’
whatever I do wherever I go
Yeah they want me
but I’ll never let em know
Where n who I am
The secrets of my (tortured) soul.
Cho
I’m a hunted man
I’m a wanted man
I’m a haunted man
They could never ever understand.
I’ve been running
just as fast as the wind
They’ve been searching
sniffing out the places I’ve been
I stay one step ahead
and shed another greasy/smelly skin
They hang it out to dry
and then toss it in the (data)bin.
Yeah it all started late last century
And like most things began quite innocently
Till they realised your private data was the next hot commodity
Which they could trade on the black market covertly
Or through multinational corporations legally
While they lured us in with promises of prosperity
And warmth and safety under a watertight blanket of Privacy
But there are loopholes in this blanket that lurk invisibly
Among the forest of words swamped in complexity
Yet they know where they hid them quite deliberately
And the data they have on you grows exponentially
Till they know your body, your mind, your soul intimately.
But I’m not gonna let ‘em - are you?
No I’m not gonna let ‘em - are you?
I’m never gonna let ‘em - are you?
Never ever gonna let em - are you, you, you and you?
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Steelworks and Guitars
04:54
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Steelworks and Guitars
Took up my position in a rock and roll band
Fifty bucks a gig, hard cash in the hand
Played parties, pubs and clubs around the old steel town
She was pumpin’ out the iron, we were pumpin’ out the sound
CHO
And it was hot, rock ‘n rollin’
Sweat ‘n passion, power overflowin’
The dance floor jumpin’ up ‘n down
With beer and smoke swirlin’ ‘round
Our heads and hearts up in the stars
Young and full of who we are
Steelworks and Guitars, steelworks and guitars.
Each mornin’ caught the bus and clocked in at the gate
Dirty chimneys high above watchin’ every move we made
Chasing cranes, feeding hoppers, fetchin’ this that and the other
And when the day was done I was back with my brothers.
BRI
Now the steelworks shut down and the band’s broken up
My guitar sits in the corner out of tune and unloved
But her timbers still remember where both of us were born
In the belly of a furnace, in the darkness before dawn.
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Hear the Call
05:23
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Hear the Call (you know it’s right)
1 A battered soldier, a broken window
Battle scars beneath a tattered shirt
Frozen eyes, racing heart
Blood dripping into foreign dirt.
2 A broken promise, a windswept beach
Dreams crumbling in trembling hands
Torn up letters tossed out to sea
Tears soaking into shifting sands.
CHO
Hear the call, open wide
Hear the call, mmm you can’t hide
Hear the call, ah you better choose your side
Hear the call, it’s time to stand and fight.
Loud voice, inside
Hear the voice deep inside
Calling out to you and I
Deep down you know it’s right
Deep down you know it’s right
Clear as, daylight
It’s so clear in the cold daylight
Calling out to you and I
Deep down you know it’s right
Deep down you know it’s right
Waves roar, turning tide
The waves roar at the turning tide
Calling out to you and I
Deep down you know it’s right
Deep down you know it’s right
Drums pound, all night
The war drums pound through the night
Calling out to you and I
Deep down you know it’s right
Deep down you know it’s right
3 Hungry crowds, angry streets
Freedom fighters, true and good
Rainbows bridging black and white
While hard facts are trodden underfoot.
4 Will you just sit, refuse to hear
Close your eyes and refuse to see
Will you just turn, without a care
And walk away from me?
FIN - CHO then
The bugle cries deceit and lies
The sickle slashes all down to size
Ignore the science ignore the wise
The screen is buzzing with blowflies
Bleeding hearts are bleeding life
A hundred chances march right by
The rich get fat off humble pie
A million starve a thousand die
The vultures dance the eagles fly
The old refuse to say goodbye
The cops say jump we say how high
Not knowing when to laugh or cry
Chained and locked to all we buy
Freedom floats off in the sky
The forest burns the oceans rise
Wildlife extinct before our eyes
It all boils down to you and I
Yeah it’s all down to you and I
Hear the voice, hear the call
Deep down you know it’s right!
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After School
03:57
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After School
Pushing, fighting, kicking, screaming
Hiding in the toilet block
Chasing, catching, falling, bleeding
Running out of luck
A school yard full of future heroes dying to explode
Each morning man we’d light that fuse and just wait for it to blow
CHO
Let’s settle the score, cut the crap, just me and you
I’ll meet you babe around the back, after school, yeah after school.
By dual exhaust and allow wheels
We’d smoke and drink and laugh
As the whole damned world became unreal
We got the guts to call its bluff
Then in a convoy of steel and chrome dragons breathing fire
Around midnight man we’d all race home, empty handed, sick and tired.
BRI
On weekends we’d cruise Highway 1
Pull over at a beach
Making jokes about those gorgeous girls
Who all stayed out of reach
If I’d known then what I know now I’d have known just what to do
That time you met me ‘round the back, after school, yeah after school.
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6. |
Not So Bad
03:10
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Not So Bad
Got my hair slicked back
Black sun glasses on
Shaved close and clean
Blink ‘n I’m gone
In my dark blue suit
Silk white tie
White leather shoes
I’m stepping outside
CHO
I’m cool
I’m hot
I’m fast
I’m not
So bad
So bad
Deep down
I’m good
On this city’s back streets
I’m hard at work
On silver alloy wheels
In my snow white Merc
I turn the leather steering wheel
To find the quickest way
Through the rubble and ruins
To live another day
BRI
Yeah people say I’m a bad bad man
And you oughtta stay far far away
But babe I gotta long term plan
And I’ll come good some sunny day
Yeah I’ll come good some day
I’ll come good some day
Some sunny day.
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Gettin' Hotter
03:26
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Intro Chant: It’s gettin’ hotter
Gettin hotter fast
We drive our cars to work each day
Pumping out the fumes
Use so much electricity
Only power stations bloom
Slash and burn the forests
So we can grow more food
With so many mouths to feed
Hey what else can we do
Cho: This place is getting hotter
You can feel it in the air
This place is gettin’ hotter
And buddy don’t you care
Everybody we just gotta
Cut down on all this gas
Cos this place is gettin hotter
(gettin hotter)
Gettin hotter fast
Yeah this place is gettin hotter
(gettin hotter)
Gettin hotter fast.
This problem is a tough one
That cannot be denied
And if we just ignore it
Mother Nature will decide
The answer really hurts
When it stares us in the face
There’s just too many people
Wanting more stuff every day.
Bri: It’s time to act in fact
We’re already overdue -
We got too many people
This world has had enough
Eating way too much food
This world has had enough
Burning too much fossil fuel
This world has had enough
Creating too much garbage
This world has had enough
Killing too many of God’s creatures
This world has had enough
And burning far too many bridges
This world needs our love.
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Three Square Meals
02:42
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Three Square Meals
Look at any freeway, the cars are in their lanes
In the concrete jungle, the gorillas are tame
Look in any office and you will see
People in their boxes like you and me.
CHO
But we’re just 3 square meals a day away from anarchy
Yeah just 3 square meals a day away from anarchy
I used to be a hunter and chase wild game
Now I chase the dollar, it ain’t the same
I used ride a Harley and rock all night
Now a drive a Volvo and sleep real tight.
BRI
You might wear a tie, you might wear a suit
And act all civilized and play it cute
But that won’t wash when the cupboards bare
And there’s hungry mongrels everywhere, we’re, we’re
We’re just 3 square meals a day away from anarchy.
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Won't Surrender Now
04:27
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All appears quiet on the eastern front
To be back home with you is all I want
Leafing through the pages
of feelings that were lost
Through all those years of fighting
Oh god, we paid the cost.
And I say please, please
Race with the devil my friend
And tell her I'm almost home
I've come so far and fought so long
Won't surrender now.
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The earth is shaking across the water
Nobody's moving, obeying orders
They're just sitting there on the border
Playing it cool, cool, I think we oughta
Get on our feet before it's too late to run
It's not a dream, listen to the guns
Someone said it's just for fun
Are they all crazy or am I the one?
And while I'm gone
I pray you protect my children
They don't know yet
what the hell's comin'
Lot of wolves in this world
Who'd try to hurt 'em
But not here, no not ever, not now!
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11. |
Nothin' But An Animal
03:51
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Nothin’ But An Animal
Kids yellin’ bells ringin’ time to get to work
Gotta pay for all the pretty things forget how much it hurts
Just take it like a man and do the best you can.
CHO
They say he’s a beast, nothin’ but an animal
Prowling in the alley like a dirty rotten criminal
Jungle animal, animal jungle, jungle animal, animal jungle
They say he’s a beast, nothin’ but an animal
Howling down the valley in his hotted up convertible.
Sit down, jump up, fill another coffee cup
Spend a dollar, save a cent, till you think you’ve got enough
To make your stand, it’s part of your plan.
The sun never shines in the alley where he lives
And the rain if it falls becomes a dirty kind of mist
Where the bad boys hide and the cops stay outside.
He owes no one nothing so they leave him alone
In his beat up old caravan he calls his home
With a funny kind of pride, with the door open wide.
BRI
He says your freedom lies just around the bend
Still it’s out of the reach of ordinary men
But if you care and if you dare, he can take you there
You just gotta let him, just gotta let him, just gotta let him in.
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ebuskers Brisbane, Australia
EBuskers is a one man band, helped out by friends and passers by from time to time. 'They' write and record their own songs, playing them in the alleyways of the internet, so you're welcome to stop by and have a listen any time you like.
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