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Hades' Way
02:37
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Hades Way
We are the stoic men you know of 1885
Set in the pitch, we raise our picks
all for the Queensland mines
Deep in the earth again we go
Our lanterns held ahigh
Down in the soil again we toil
Until the day we die
Hi-Diddly-Ho
(Hey)
Hi-Diddly-Hey
(Hey)
Here we go again me boys, on down Hades’ way
Hi-Diddly-Ho
(Hey)
Hi-Diddly-Hey
(Hey)
Here we go again me boys, on down Hades’ way
Forging forth for all our worth
through mud and stone and blood
Like hellish plow, by beaten brow
we march the horse on up
out from the dark to make our name
our fortunes to be made
Torn from the rock and sodden muck into the light of day
Narrowed eyes near gone half blind
sweat stung in Summer’s heat
scouring paths to rob the heart
for riches far beneath
For lust, for love, for family, for hours in between
the drape of dirt, the snarl of work
the years along the seam
Hey
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Take Back the Streets
04:58
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Take Back The Streets
We took to the streets in our thousands
Waving our placards and signs
But ever since the days of September 11
Every cunt’s too scared to go outside
Cause it’s easier to hit ‘Like’ on a Facebook page
Than it is to get kicked in the face
I miss the sounds of the police sirens
The smell of Molotovs mixed with mace
The coppers on horses and riot squad forces
Came in to take us away
So the bastards in power
In glass and steel towers
Could finally start to feel safe
Never, not once would they cast us a gaze
Down to the rebellious parade
Made up of those sick
of the cracking of whips
And those breaking their backs everyday
Let’s take back the streets my friends,
We’ll show them our power again
Lets take back the streets my friends,
We’ll show them our power again
Dragged from the womb
Into suburban tombs
Set down in a middle class hell
Spending your days, sipping on Chardonnays
And cursing slow ADSL
Utopian dreams
Viewed on LCD screens
Shield you from the harsh world outside
But you’ll never be free
Watched on CCTV
by Big Brother’s all-seeing eye
It’s time to start getting angry again,
It’s time to open your eyes
Think for yourself
Question those with the wealth
And cast off the media lies
We need a new revolution
To take back our world from the rich
Rise up and make sure that your voices are heard
Break their windows
And start throwing bricks
Let’s take back the streets my friends,
We’ll show them our power again
Lets take back the streets my friends,
We’ll show them our power again
We’ll take back the streets my friends,
We’ll show them our power again
We’ll take back the streets my friends,
We’ll show them our power again
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Up She Rises
02:28
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Up She Rises
When I sailed down to Parramatta town
where the river runs a streak of brown
all the shanty lasses they gathered round
and with a row and a roar we’d make this sound
With an up she rises
Up she rises
Up she rises from the bed
With an up she rises
Up she rises
Whiskey worn about the head
Took a high born lady for a whirl
across the floor her hair unfurled
Knew I’d caught the wink beneath her curl
when we awoke in the kitchen with the serving girl
Led the parson’s daughter to the steps
of her father’s house, her sins confessed
Drunk her holy wine and thought me blessed
when I knelt at the altar neath her Sunday best
Met a black masked maiden’s dark eyed stare
down a lonely road she robbed me bare
when she drew her guns, a lovely pair
then laid me down and left me there
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The Bottlers are a hard playing, nine piece, all acoustic folk punk band hailing from Sydney, Australia.
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