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Watch Your Back
03:41
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Watch Your Back
Come young and old may the story be told
Of a tale in this fair English land
Not of kings and queens but of men and machines
And the power they held in their hands
Our tale begins as the cotton reel spins
Guided by skilled working hands
But an economy fuelled by steam and by greed
Puts profit before fellow man
On the day that the poor could not take any more
Of their wages and rights being slashed
An allegiance was sworn and by the break of dawn
The frames in the mills had been smashed
In the name of industry, of king and country
There’s no work no more on the factory floor to feed your family
Communities had never seen such misery
But the spirit of resistance rises up through poverty
What you see is what you get
So watch your back you bastards
Because you ain’t seen nothing yet
As the old saying goes you reap what you sow
Rings true today as it did years ago
In memory of all of the sweat and the blood
We raise a glass to the General Ned Ludd
What started up north on the Nottingham moors
On a cold November night
Spread to the workers of Yorkshire and Lancashire
And soon they stood side by side
The Luddites struck fear into hearts far and near
Of bosses landowners and lords
For no troops on the street nor the secret police
Could gain a conviction in court
But in 1813 they executed seventeen
Found guilty of the act of sabotaging factory machines
But their bravery and solidarity
Gives strength to freedom fighters in their quest for liberty
What you see is what you get
So watch your back you bastards
Because you ain’t seen nothing yet
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Captivity Is Cruelty
02:47
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Captivity Is Cruelty
Take something wild and free
Master of slaves
Classified and certified to die
Forever bound in chains
Never to walk the land
Nor fly high in the sky
No lessons learned, no purpose served
What a fucking way to die
Domestication, possession
Bordering upon obsession
Conservation, collection
Warped ideas of affection
Better to live and coexist with nature for a day
Than a pestilent existence of a lifetime in a cage
Take something beautiful
Conquerors of all
Their misery knows no boundaries
Inside the prison walls
Never to breathe the air
Nor swim beneath the waves
Preserved, observed, perverse, absurd
Not in my name
Fascination, frustration
Justify our domination
How horrific, terrific
Suffering is scientific
Better to live and coexist with nature for a day
Than a pestilent existence of a lifetime in a cage
Captivity is cruelty the ends don’t justify the means
No one has authority to inflict pain and misery
Genocide and slavery, the darkest days of history
But it’s still fucking happening right now they’re suffering
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Primeval Soup UK
Formerly Brighton's longest running and laziest anarchoprogdubskapunkfuckyou band. Now residing all over the shop in the good, clean and honest south of England. Keeping it vaguely real since 2009.
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