Spoken (… In these names, new laws will be invoked...)
The war on terror, the war on drugs,
The war on poverty and here’s the rub
None of these wars are ever won
As none of these wars are ever begun
These are new soundbites without real meaning
Dreamed up in corridors and policy meetings
No-one gives a damn about your reality
It’s not about the content, it’s all delivery
Hang on a minute, did somebody shout
That the war’s now over and peace broke out?
Hang on a minute, did somebody say
That the war’s now over till the end of today?
Are we safer when we fly in their security theatre?
Is the shopping now cheaper or do we just work harder?
Can you still buy drugs on the same street corner?
Have the food banks shut now they’ve renamed hunger?
Hang on a minute, did somebody shout
That the war’s now over and peace broke out?
Hang on a minute, did somebody say
That the war’s now over till the end of today?
But I’m not a man on an omnibus
Whose name you can readily conjure up
As weight for your theory that these battles are nearly
over and over and over again
++++++++
And these sour notes ring out while I sing
Just keep calm and keep consuming
Drive me down and underground
Tape my mouth up, both my hands are bound
Like a nation on a mission without any roadmap
Not in my name, I never signed up for that
In these names, new laws will be invoked
And with these words, new rights can be revoked
Aussie upstarts juxtapose tightly-wound post punk songwriting with nuanced production, jangling choruses, and heady jams. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 29, 2023