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Great Imperialist State

Simone White
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Album: I Am The Man (2007)
There's a farmer in a distant country working on the land
A hat upon his head and a shovel in his hand
Till the soil plant the seed wait a while cut the leaf
And send another cup of tea to me

I'm a spoiled child of the great imperialist state
I cannot kill my meat nor grow the food upon my plate
I never walked a mile to the well, when the tap runs dry do tell
What will become of you and me

What will become of us,
who will give us trust
Will you believe me when I say I never loved
profiting from your pain That I felt shame
when I looked the other way…
Woke up this morning, the revolution
knocking down my door
Those capitalist pigs? No, they don't live here anymore
Slipped out the back door into my car how far can you drive how far

There's a farmer in a distant country working on the land
Food turned into flowers for the uptown florist stand
What you saved another paid
to turn his soil into sand
The world will not deliver on demand

What will become of us
who will give us trust
Will you believe me when I say I never loved
profiting from your pain
That I felt shame
when I looked the other way…

Contributed by giorgio - 2008/8/30 - 23:08


what does this song actually means? against industrialisation and developement?
what does second paragraph "i am spoiled child...." and last two paragraph means?

Allen - 2011/9/6 - 09:37



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