Standard Issue 82-87 (1989)

Conflict Lyrics

Conflict - Tough Shit MickeyLyrics

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Mother Nature smiles and cracks a new days dawn Most people on the earth are sleeping comfortably and warm Out in the fields and pastures, it's another new day too One without the war and hatred that is known by me and you A shriek disturbs the peacefulness; the cat's just killed a mouse The mother says with feeling as she looks out from the house It's breakfast time, the clock strikes nine, ham, bacon, one egg or two? What a shame about that mouse, what's for tea tonight, lamb stew? Well, there's things to do, so the family divides in separate ways Father works to earn the keep, he's a butcher and well paid The daughters go to riding school mother washes up the crap One son plays with soldiers; the other aggravates the cat Back out in the fields, a different story's taking place Foxes cower with their cubs to escape the human race Rabbits run for life, deer take cover in the trees The mother sighs with disbelief, then prepares the meat Think what you're doing the systems set to ruin The life not the profit we've got to fucking stop it Because before too long there will nothing left alive Not a creature on the land or sea, a bird in the sky They'll be shot, harpooned, eaten and hunted too much Vivisected by the clever men who prove that there's no such Thing as a fair world with live and let live The royal family go hunting what an example to give To the people they lead and that don't include me I've seen enough pain and torture of those who can't speak So I'm gonna speak for them in an all out attack And if someone tries to whip me, then I will fucking whip them back Because I have had enough of this madness in those theatres of hell Enough of them hounding the fox to the kill Of baby seals being clubbed, their mothers cut up They satisfy their greed, their wealth's built on blood Of their slaughterhouse haunting the back of the mind The gas chamber of the farm life, the end of the line
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