SLOW BURNER by Randall Stephen Hall

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SLOW BURNER (48 Years).

An article including song and lyrics (in two parts)

By Randall Stephen Hall © Part 1.

We’ll begin with the song first, born out of a frustration

with our local government, especially the Assembly. (Article in the 2nd part).

In this song I imagine I am singing directly to members of the Assembly.

This has been prompted by the most recent faux pas, the “CASH FOR ASH”

scheme. 400 million and growing.

The flags protests only cost the public purse 16 million.

DYING TO LIVE.

Link: https://soundcloud.com/randall-stephen-hall/dyin-to-live

I’m dyin’ from livin’

I’m waiting to live.

I work in this box now.

My heart is a sieve.

I catch what you say.

Process it and cough.

You make me just spit now

For it just ain’t enough.

You expect me to take

All you’ve dumped on my plate.

Your salty beef burgers

And your rough tongue of hate.

Exporting your freedoms

With drones at my door.

Those rags that you hang out

Don’t believe them no more.

CHORUS.

We are moving along

As we stand in our queues

Like sheep that go baa

Like cows that go moo

For standing in line

You don’t have to think.

I thirst with no choice

Cause it’s you that I drink.

I’m taking a break

From all of your crap.

Step out for some air now.

The door at the back.

The hate from your words

Could warm me in winter.

You chop up my wood

And live off the splinters.

CHORUS.

And when I get back

Hey, i’m bringing a crowd.

For we want to speak up

And say things out loud.

We’ll rattle your cage

Bananas are yellow.

It’s time for a change now

Cause you’re such a fine fellow.

Division divides

Divisively set.

You keep us apart and feed us like pets.

Dyin’ from livin’

i’m waitin’ to live.

I work in this box now

And my heart is a sieve.