Slow Genocide feat. Tony Wright by The Dowling Poole Lyrics
I’m in a queue, I’m outside Tesco’s
I’m waiting for the revolution I suppose
But first I ‘ve got to get toilet rolls
And something sweet - to mitigate the misery
And nobody’s keeping any kind of distance
‘Cos we all heard different messages
And everybody’s looking pretty angry now
And I would guess that I look much the same, much the same, much the same
And this will be your normal now
Like sheep on the way to the slaughter
We’re still trying to keep our heads above the water
Each hill hides a taller one behind it
If you dig up any joy could you tell us where to find it
I’m on twitter and I’m fighting with the haters
The vile and the animal class war traitors
I get a ‘like’ and I’m vindicated
Still that poison isn’t eradicated
And I’m a little confused by the signals
It’s all bluster bluff and contradictory
Flailing blind, semaphore hypocrites signalling
Times no healer when you haven’t got time on your side
When you testified – I’m glad you said it
Headline stealer taking everyone else for a ride
To the slow genocide
They liked to say that we’re in it all together
They liked to say that it couldn’t last forever
They gave our money to the friends of the family
They took away from the mouths of the needy
And I’m ready to go I’m ready to go
And I’m ready to go I’m ready to go
But I’m a little confused by the signals
It’s all bluster bluff and contradictory
I’m waiting for the revolution I suppose
But first I ‘ve got to get toilet rolls
And something sweet - to mitigate the misery
And nobody’s keeping any kind of distance
‘Cos we all heard different messages
And everybody’s looking pretty angry now
And I would guess that I look much the same, much the same, much the same
And this will be your normal now
Like sheep on the way to the slaughter
We’re still trying to keep our heads above the water
Each hill hides a taller one behind it
If you dig up any joy could you tell us where to find it
I’m on twitter and I’m fighting with the haters
The vile and the animal class war traitors
I get a ‘like’ and I’m vindicated
Still that poison isn’t eradicated
And I’m a little confused by the signals
It’s all bluster bluff and contradictory
Flailing blind, semaphore hypocrites signalling
Times no healer when you haven’t got time on your side
When you testified – I’m glad you said it
Headline stealer taking everyone else for a ride
To the slow genocide
They liked to say that we’re in it all together
They liked to say that it couldn’t last forever
They gave our money to the friends of the family
They took away from the mouths of the needy
And I’m ready to go I’m ready to go
And I’m ready to go I’m ready to go
But I’m a little confused by the signals
It’s all bluster bluff and contradictory