The State We're In

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One-per-cent of the bellfry left with criminal designs
While the broken hearts and clocks left there make up the 99.
These were the most nobaly intentioned, un-bandaged, now free
Hard workers on a promise from their rain-checked memories
And they'd been bruised, boy!

We were cleaning empty towers quick as lightening through the rain,
Us miner birds and earthly worms had faithfully engaged
With the most helplessly dependent and colourfully divine
And we found strength within our numbers. No, not the money kind.
We were true sorts!

Oh, trouble won't you shun me now?
For we've got fevered hearts and rebel sounds
To shake away Old Peachum's crown.
So cough it up, for hunger heroes.

So, when their heavies start house-calling, slowering slums and dose your grain,
Take to the streets with a million feet, let the fuckers rue the day
They let a hell-cat and an actor sell society for scrap
When they're hiding all your readies under their Panamanian hats.
Take it back now!

And, join us outlaws by the ocean, us rude mechanicals and braves,
For a party at the palace turning masters into slaves.
Paint it in by numbers of psychedlic tones.
All aboard the victory ship , we're taking you back home...
... to the sea bed.

Oh, trouble won't you shun me now?
For we've got fevered hearts and rebel sounds
To shake away Old Peachum's crown.
So cough it up, for hunger heroes.

Take a look back now into history
To understand the state we're in.
Where sharks deliver loans and it's custom to be broke,
Opression is a creeping thing...
... in the State We're In.

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from EP1, released March 17, 2017

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