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Normalising lies and corruption, creaming it off for themselves
Terrorising lives with their coal black eyes, accumulating mountains of wealth
With power to divide it all adds up, don’t need no powers of deduction
Pressure valve drops now it’s ramping up, normalising lies and corruption
Take your hands off my people, I got my eye on you
On you and your people, and everybody like you
Watching every move you make, you fake
They will try to prove, it was really your mistake
Pressure valve drops now it’s ramping up
The temperature keeps on rising, and rising, and rising
Demonising tribes is a function, of those who seek to divide
Promulgating hate and division, and hoping you stand aside
If your face don’t fit you can do one, and if you don’t fly the flag
Or sing that dirge of an anthem, your voice they will try to gag
And if you lend your vote to a populist, you can cross my name off your birthday card list
If you take offence at my point of view, then drop the pretence and admit what is true
If you think the ride is going to be free, I’ll be calling you out from the top of every tree
If you stole the jewels whilst everyone slept, that’s a state I will never accept
Into a place you should never have stepped, now they’re
Normalising lies and corruption, creaming it off for themselves
Terrorising lives with their coal black eyes, accumulating mountains of wealth
With power to divide it all adds up, don’t need no powers of deduction
Pressure valve drops now it’s ramping up, normalising lies and corruption
Take your hands off my people, normalising lies and corruption
I’ve got my eye on your people, promulgating hate and division
Take your hands off my people, demonising tribes is a function
Cos you and your people are normalising lies and corruption
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They closed down that bar with the Sandeman statue in the window
The Brazilian café bit the dust
Jenny from the Box got ripped off in a rockin’ rollin’ swindle
The jubilee wheel has turned to rust
They burnt down that shack by the railway station
They made short work of it
No-one pays for anything anymore in this damnation
The millennium clock is clogged with shit
Hang out at the front, I hear the Northern Lights are performing
Anywhere you want, tell the crew to all come calling
It’s nothing serious, it’s just the end of something special
Just the end of don’t tell me now, that’s not instrumental
Where will those people go now, how do they meet
Why can’t they walk it right down, with the world at their feet
When will the curtain come down, what about the final bow
Then you’ll be slipping right out, your leaving time is now
Your leaving time is now
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