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Let the Animals Speak
01:49
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Stop the Slaughter
02:00
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Trawl nets sixty kilometres wide
Leave aquatic life nowhere to hide
Seals, dolphins, birds and whales
All caught up in the murder trail
Ocean populations in fast decline
In thirty years we’ll have dead coastlines
If corporate greed keeps on at this rate
The seas will be empty, it’ll be too late
We’ve got to get people to listen
We’ve got to make them
Stop the slaughter
We’ve got to get the point across
They’re killing us
Stop the slaughter
On to the modern day death camp
Where creatures in cages are cramped
It wouldn’t make good business sense
To allow exercise as they’d weigh less
Effectively immobilised
They’re pumped with drugs to increase their size
Painfully killed then packed up neat
So consumers can ignore it when they buy meat
We’ve got to get people to listen
We’ve got to make them
Stop the slaughter
We’ve got to get the point across
They’re killing us
Stop the slaughter
Unscientific vivisection abuse
Gives drug companies an excuse
So they can’t be sued if someone dies
From swallowing their tablets and their lies
An example of self-perpuity
The multi-million pound cancer charities
They’d be out of business if they found a cure
So they test on animals – no chance there!
We’ve got to get people to listen
We’ve got to make them
Stop the slaughter
We’ve got to get the point across
They’re killing us
Stop the slaughter
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For What?
01:41
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Sew up kittens’ eyes to make them blind
Make their reflexes unaligned
For what? For what?
Try to infect chimps with AIDS
Damage sheep with hand grenades
For what? For what?
To make money in the name of science
To satisfy stupid laws with dumb compliance
For delusion that the fight against disease has a plan
Worst of all – because they can
Transplant an extra head on a dog
Remove the spines from a hedgehog
For what? For what?
Drip cosmetics into rabbits’ eyes
Give monkeys drugs to make them high
For what? For what?
To make money in the name of science
To satisfy stupid laws with dumb compliance
For delusion that the fight against disease has a plan
Worst of all – because they can
Poison guinea pigs until half are dead
Put electrodes into live cats’ heads
For what? For what?
Crucify a dog to study its pain
If an experiment’s been done they’ll do it again
For what? For what?
To make money in the name of science
To satisfy stupid laws with dumb compliance
For delusion that the fight against disease has a plan
Worst of all – because they can
Over a hundred years of torture, not one single cure
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Ode to Johnny
01:18
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Take animals away from their homes
From the lands and prairies they once roamed
Then cage them behind metal bars
Imposing stress and mental scars
They pace from side to side each day
No chance to hunt, no urge to play
No privacy, no stimulation
Only boredom and frustration
Zoos are nothing more than prisons
Can’t be improved by reformism
Zoos are an anachronism
Collections of unnatural beasts
All hope and instincts long deceased
They do little for conservation
Not much more for education
Entertainment, not comedy
Just plain and simple tragedy
Zoos are nothing more than prisons
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Rhyming Cutlets
01:44
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Forget the pain involved in the killing
RSPCA give this meat their billing
Everyone can buy it and pretend that
Eating it isn’t cruel as they chew on the fat
Deluding themselves as they masticate
Of guilt, themselves they abdicate
Middle-class guilt pangs nullified
For they did all they could, they’re satisfied
Only the bourgeois with their deceit could feign compassion while eating meat
Only vegetarian or veganism makes you part of the solution, not the problem
Do they really think everything’s rosy
Slaughter and death done painless and cosy
Suffering not on the menu today
Thanks to the nice folks at RSPCA
Intentionally blinkered, purposely naïve
Lying to themselves ’cause they want to believe
Living in a fantasy ignoring that
Meat is murder and that’s a fact
Even freedom foods see the abattoir
Are hung from a hook above the floor
Neck slashed making them gasp for breath
Distraught, not knowing why they should meet death
Exhausted, the agonies finally end
And people buy the product to share with friends
There’s no justification for food with a face
Humane meat doesn’t exist, it’s a disgrace
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Hillgrove
02:15
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Down in Witney, Oxfordshire
There was a farm for many years
Not the type you’d find in fairy tales
Here cats and kittens were bred for sale
In darkened sheds they had no fun
Those kittens would never feel the sun
Cats used as breeding factories
Kittens sold to vivisection laboratories
It's only a battle, the war's not won
But let's celebrate now Hillgrove's gone
Month by month the campaign gained pace
As protesters massed around the place
The cost of security spiralled high
But of submission there was no sign
On protesters injunctions were served
They didn’t get disheartened or unnerved
Finally Christopher Brown caved
And ended his cruel, inhumane trade
It's only a battle, the war's not won
But let's celebrate now Hillgrove's gone
Party!
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Oi Mush, No!
02:26
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An exciting contest of man against nature?
Or sad inadequates trying to boost their stature?
Where animal welfare takes second place
To how fast dogs can be pushed to finish the race
In hope that records they will break
Mushers leave death and suffering in their wake
There are few regulations to intervene
As they treat the huskies like machines
The dogs live their lives held by chains
Stop the Iditarod
The training causes injury and pain
Tethered to a training wheel
Forced to run even if tired or ill
The slowest get dragged by the neck
Causing injury to the back
Those that don’t come up to scratch
At the end of a gun find themselves despatched
One hundred and fourteen deaths so far
Stop the Iditarod
Have occurred in the running of this façade
That doesn’t count the dogs that face
Death later through injuries caused in the race
Money and glory make the entrants lie
The dogs enjoy it, they all cry
Yeah sure, dogs love to run
But to run to their deaths just isn’t fun
Stop the Iditarod
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Tales from the Riverbank
01:39
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Down by the riverbank
The mood’s calm and serene
The worries of the world slip by
As you survey the scene
But sharing this environment
Are people more mundane
Who can’t enjoy countryside
Without suffering and pain
Come on fish, shoal together
They have no respect for scales, fur or feather
Pull the bastards underwater
Hold the fuckers down
Salve consciences with ignorance
And cover up their indifference
By claiming that fish don’t feel pain
And they throw them back to be caught again
How do they think fish have survived
Five hundred million years and are still alive
Without a defence mechanism
Like pain, it’s just illusionism
Come on fish, shoal together
They have no respect for scales, fur or feather
Pull the bastards underwater
Hold the fuckers down
Their fingers remove its protective coat
When the fish is thrown back what chance has it got?
Against disease and painful death
Just a matter of time before it draws its last breath
Exhausted by the fight in the water
It’s open to attack by predators
Angling a sport? The logic’s faulty
Angling’s nothing but legalised cruelty
Come on fish, shoal together
They have no respect for scales, fur or feather
Pull the bastards underwater
Hold the fuckers down
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Twats' Entertainment
01:56
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When people look back in history
They focus on the barbarity
They like to sit and rationalise
That it no longer happens no we’re ‘civilised’
The roman arenas have all gone
Where Christians and slaves were thrown to the lions
But nothing’s changed, nothing’s changed at all
Now instead they use animals
Bullfighting and rodeo
Hit them in the pocket, refuse to go
Weakened by being fed laxatives
Then further impaired by sedatives
Beaten in the kidneys, jelly blurring their sight
Exhausted by heavy weights before the fight
Then their horns are shaved shortly before
So they misjudge lunges at the matador
After all this inhumane treatment
Who could think of a bullfight as entertainment
Bullfighting and rodeo
Hit them in the pocket, refuse to go
At the rodeo, horses tame and mild
Are fitted with straps to make them seem wild
Electric prods, ointments and sticks
Prepare the animals to perform their tricks
The calves, the steers, the ‘wild’ cows
Next stop will be the slaughterhouse
Final indignities, pain and fear
For animals that should live many more years
Bullfighting and rodeo
Hit them in the pocket, refuse to go
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Fast Food World
02:05
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Skippy woke one morning
On the bush there was no sound
To try to find her friends
She decided to look around
Although she searched everywhere
Of her friends there was no sign
So she asked a kookaburra
She met on a steep incline
He said that he’d fly around
To try to get some word
Later he passed onto Skippy
Everything he’d heard
It seemed that Skippy’s friends
Had gone somewhere called Sainsbury’s
And were taking part in a display
With ostriches and wallabies
Skippy's going to Sainsbury's
Skippy thought she’d search them out
And give them her support
In spite of years of celebrity
She was an unaffected sort
She went down to the Safe Pouch Bank
And drew out all her cash
Then hopped onto a plane
So she could go and find their bash
At the other end
She caught a cab and cruised around
Wasn’t sure what to look for
Hoped she’d know when it was found
As they turned a corner
She started clicking excitedly
“Driver, let me out
that sign over there reads Sainsbury”
Skippy's gone to Sainsbury's
Couldn’t contain her excitement
Bounded through the door
To her surprise
There was no sight of her friends in the store
A sign in the corner caught her eye
She went to investigate
Not realising what would be there
’til it was far too late
Her friends laid out in front of her
Labelled exotic meat
She stared in horror then turned
To make her way back to the street
The butcher caught her by surprise
She couldn’t put up a fight
Skippy’s last vision was the cleaver
As it glistened in the light
Skippy's been killed by Sainsbury's
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13. |
One Struggle, One Fight
01:54
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Cut down rainforests so cattle can graze
A short sighted act causing long tern malaise
Rare species and plant life extinct for all time
As they carve the ridiculous from the sublime
Feed the bulk of grain harvested to the meat herds
While people are starving all over the world
Waste from the herds poisons water supplies
The meat industry causes people to die
Stop interspecies discrimination
Animal liberation is human liberation
Put an end to all exploitation
Animal liberation is human liberation
How can you speak of compassion
When the weakest are treated in this fashion?
Human liberation, animal rights
One struggle, one fight
Give sentient creatures consideration
Animal liberation is human liberation
Put an end to all exploitation
Animal liberation is human liberation
The basic roots of our oppression
Stem from hierarchical obsession
Human liberation, animal rights
One struggle, one fight
Destroy the exploitative corporations
Animal liberation is human liberation
Put an end to all exploitation
Animal liberation is human liberation
How can you speak of compassion
When the weakest are treated in this fashion?
Human liberation, animal rights
One struggle, one fight
Create the illusion that science cures all
Shout about breakthroughs that aren’t there at all
Deride all your critics as dangerous cranks
To keep public donations flowing into the bank
No justification for all we are told
Vivisection’s not yet cured so much as a cold
Stop the money men, ignore all their patter
Profits mean all to them
Health and suffering doesn’t matter
Animal liberation is human liberation
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Riot/Clone London, UK
Formed in 1979, Riot/Clone have had many different line ups over the years with the only constant being singer Dave
Floyd.
They have released five EPs and four albums in that time, with another due for release 2020.
Mostly linked with the anarchopunk scene and in particular animal rights, Riot/Clone aren't for everyone, but if you like angry lyrics with catchy tunes they might be up your street!
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