LYRICS:
"Jesus Christ, it's now got out of control.
There's three million animals dead.
God, Father, anyone, help us please.
This is destroying the future, our lives wrecked"
Meanwhile the Brigadier loads his prick with the bolt
And takes command of the cull.
"Maker forgive me, accept my body to heaven
I'm begging, please pray for my soul"
Oh shut your whining fucking mouths
And fuck you, too
Am I a right callous cunt
Or have I seen through you?
We didn't shut our mouths when they told us to
We're not like you who follow suit
Why shut your mouth? Because I told you to
You've put your foot in it enough, you don't know truth
You've been telling me, now I'm telling you
Another cattle farmer cops it; people cry at the altar
I couldn't give a fuck
How many animals slaughtered?
The industry of greed, economic will to succeed.
A blind ambition, the open mouths to feed
Fox hunts on hold; their masters join the cull
It's for the good of the country? Killing? Control?
The countryside alliance, they march, they roar
Soon there won't be nothing left to kill anymore
They say Mr Blair, you're so unfair
I think he's more like a worthless cunt
A slimy back-stabber, to who should know better
The electorate's litters' runt
A ventriloquist, who simply takes the piss
But a word of warning, when he aims, he won't miss
He shoots his bolt into the sick and the old
Understand a cull means out of control
To retain power, to brainwash mind
Terminate resistance, make visions eyes blind
Retained parliament, problem resolved
Understand a cull means out of control
Don't dare come around pimping your politics
Have you forgot what you've done?
We ain't - you're top of our list
You are what you eat and that's clear on the cover
Your blood stained bank notes, the economy suffers
The tears three million pitifully weep
Fuck your manifestos, your issues you keep
As your world boils over, anger's melting pot,
Remember and realise, that's all you've got
I can't hear your lies!