DRUMS: OLWYN (THEY/THEM)
GUITAR/VOX: ANDREA (SHE/HER)
BASS/VOX: JAY (HE/HIM)
CONTACT: ONEFORALL@RISEUP.NET
i don’t know what’s going on
there’s bodies all around
stacked up to the ceiling
in tiny little cages
stress
i’m hiding all my fear
i’m hiding all my pain
i’ve got to stay calm
so i don’t get singled out
stress
i’ve got nowhere to run
i’ve got nowhere to hide
and i can smell the fear
cages and poisons
mazes and traps
probes and needles
shackles and restraints
i can smell the difference
i can smell the threat
and i can smell the fear
failures of a collapsing economy
sparks a wave of boosting industry
constant state of war
bombs dropping and the dollar’s rising
now there’s drones circling overhead in the clouds
picks a face out from among the crowds
drops and circles round
survivors are a new found enemy
generations of victimized enemy
perpetual war economy
pockets lined by death
dollar based on the bodies of millions
now the economy is doing just fine
bombs dropping off the assembly line
start another war
don’t even justify it this time
constant state of war
constant state of war
bombs dropping and the dollar’s rising
constant state of war
Insecure men walk through the world
claiming all dreams as their own
brutish and heavy handed
I will not smile
I owe no man
approaching violet midnight
stealing all mine as their own
voice of dust and gold
i will not smile
i owe no man
can no longer be more polite
more clever, more patient to your
leering vile stares
i will not smile
i owe no man
a prayer is recited
on a friday night
on a train on the way to work
without an end in sight
until the dawn or death
just to pay the rent
just to feed the kids
a book is read
passage underlined
on a break from a double shift
a moment of solace
in a life of struggle
just to pay the rent
just to feed the kids
just to survive
ten minutes a day
spent with family
tuck in and tell the kids goodnight
to put food on the table
a life of sacrifice
just to pay the rent
just to feed the kids
just to survive
the cost of this life
tax breaks to the rich on parliament hill
while mothers are dying
financing jails on parliament hill
while sisters are dying
advocating war on parliament hill
while daughters are dying
opportunity on parliament hill
but you’re doing nothing
not even a number
to you
nothing in your budget
for them
do something
stop ignoring
do something
it’s not stopping
tired and exposed
i’ve had about enough
cruel and devalued
my choices are not mine
i state my desire
but meet cynics at every turn
reproduction
is a choice
not an obligation
ambiguous
i’m not selfish
all your hangups
don’t you shame me
satisfied
i’ve got cats fuck off
reproduction
is a choice
not an obligation
my body is not your policy
i’m not unfulfilled
needing a man’s opinion
redundant
insulting
shots ring out in the darkness
insecure security to serve and protect
no justification over reaction
hired because of obedient action
paid to take a life
vacation as punishment
wires spring out under fluorescents
four against one with a fucking stapler
no understanding there’s no reason
someone should die while under restraint
paid to take a life
vacation as punishment
suspended with pay
until they kill again
while we pay with our lives
speeding along into the night
more than a few beers in and behind the wheel
lied on the stand and two years later
hasn’t missed a cheque but this death is the second
paid to take a life
vacation as punishment
suspended with pay