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• Artiste: Ian Kelly
• Titre: Parliament
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Paroles: Ian Kelly Musique: Ian Kelly I'm stretching my legs; I’m bending my knees I don’t exercise much but now I’m at ease on cement Down at the old Parliament I’m walking on eggs; I’ve got a beard made of bees What appeared like a forest was many small trees, we’re the list Hold your chin up high and raise your fist This is all of my rage in a single phrase We came here on a bus; don’t forget you work for us Even though we’re displeased I guess you had our votes But our rights were seized, made some sheep out of goats, and you said I will decide who will be well fed This is all of my rage in a single song If it were just my call, then you wouldn’t be there for long Now, dying for a hospital bed Depression contagiously spreads Everyday’s a repeat of the same tragedy Now, nothing is done but all has been said No one’s hitting the nail on the head In a room infected by their apathy Canadian oil, we extract from the soil Nuclear soldiers, fire and fires, we’ve Stolen all the fish from the dirty sea At the old Parliament, things are moving way too slow We are paying the rent; I think we should run the show Now, there are missiles pointing at me There are kids caught in the debris And my shirt was extorted from their family Now I can’t live with my head in the sand I can’t be under foolish command What we need is to have a democracy