first draft…a bit crackly on the track but you’ll get the idea…editing coming up in next week….long intro…but i can’t seem to get rid of any of my preston reed impression…hope you like…let me know…cheers
tax the lungs of air you breathe
brothers scrap for rice and beans
ain’t no blood on you
profits rise on arms of war
on drops of rain a nation falls
ain’t no blood on you
ain’t you had enough of it all
i’ll let you get on
i don’t want to bother you
power drills and drives for oil
greeds that crawl and clutch and spoil
ain’t no blood on you
vanity needle , sucks and lifts
a greiving mother’s teardrop drips
ain’t no blood on you
cancer grows and grabs and spreads
people forced to flee have fled
ain’t no blood on you
ain’t you had enough of it all
i’ll let you get on
i don’t want to bother you