Sloganeering EP

by Rumours of War

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A 4-track EP

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released March 28, 2019

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Noisy, angry band from the North East of Scotland

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Track Name: Declaration of War
The banquet troughs are swollen ready for the feast
As the rape of the land begins to seed
The harvest disproportioned to sustain the need
Of the heads of the land as they start to feed

Power and obsession will scratch your itch
But all the money in the world doesn't make you rich
You know the price of everything, but the value of nothing at all
As the auctioneer's hammer begins to fall

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Impotent promises still fed to society
From beneath the veil of authoritarian democracy
A smiling face, the disguise of the wolf at the door
This is a state declaration of war

Now the pit shafts are flooded and the shells of factories burned
Your life goes on, your world still turns
Deepest sympathies offered, empty promises made
Because the more you speak, the less you say

Those left voiceless will suffer in silence
Beneath the chimneys, beneath the pylons
Smash and grab, tempt with debt as the interest trickles away
From the hands of those that can't afford to pay

Ch
Impotent promises still fed to society
From beneath the veil of authoritarian democracy
A smiling face, the disguise of the wolf at the door
This is a state declaration of war

Now the politicians have all gone to ground
In secret bunkers far away from town
The palaces are on lock-down to protect the realm
This ship it sails on with nobody at the helm

Ch
Impotent promises still fed to society
From beneath the veil of authoritarian democracy
A smiling face, the disguise of the wolf at the door
This is a state declaration of war

Now your grip is weakened, and you're losing your hold
In your desperate fit of greed everything has been sold
As the hooded figures gather outside your door
This means only one thing;
This means war
Track Name: Clean
From up on the hill the warm light radiates from the gates of the castle
On one side gold, and on the other gravel
It is said that fortune only favours the brave
but this birthright and privilege carried to the grave
are bound by spineless ancestral roots tied so tight, never to unravel

This sense of entitlement ingrained from birth
all feelings pushed aside for individual self-worth
Never need for anything but unable to unearth
Why you'd owe someone a living
So with a blind eye turned to the beggar's plight
You show no weakness and just keep walking on by
Taught that charity begins at home where everything is taken
and nothing is ever given

But does our conscience really make cowards of us all?
A guilty conscience should need no accuser at all

CH
So were the years of despair worth all that they cost in fees?
The blood and the sweat that we spent seems so empty
But as we bounced along those dirt roads
you smiled and you turned to me
You said
"This job may be dirty lad, but at least the money's clean"

We stack these shelves with expensive wares
Our cupboards at home are almost bare
But they'll ensure we are taxed our fair share
these manipulators of the system
With their business interests that lie abroad
guarded by a machine gun or a sword
and threats of rape remain protected and ignored
In a sweat-shop prison

We watch another round of redundancies and closures on the news
but a healthy profit comes from a privatised system abused

CH
So were the years of despair worth all that they cost in fees?
The blood and the sweat that we spent seems so empty
But as we bounced along those dirt roads
you smiled and you turned to me
You said
"This job may be dirty lad, but at least the money's clean"

Now all the kings and queens in their counting houses
Will toast a drink to their health
As they'll always find a way to accumulate and bury their wealth
but as they die all alone in a room full of shadows and fear
Their bodies turn to dust.....but their money remains here.......
it remains here.....
Track Name: Sloganeering
With a safe commercial venture
There's a line to be toed
Keep it dead centre
Straight down the middle of the road
Each word carefully chosen
Contrived and reviewed
Just going through the motions
As rhetoric is spewed

You say it's just about the music
and having fun with your mates
'cos you're far too old to protest
and for getting into scrapes
Your lyrics are so poignant
Your anger intense
But I cannot help but notice
You're still sitting on the fence

Chorus
To the rules you're adhering
and the crowd are cheering
Singing along now
To your sloganeering

If this is a movement
Then why does nothing move?
The same old contradictions
Nothing ever improves
Preaching to the converted
Still ploughing this rut
If the past feeds the future
Then the present is fucked

Chorus
To the rules, you're adhering
And still the crowd are cheering
Singing along now
To your sloganeering
Track Name: Half Mast
These promises made from an office far away
of glory and medals, of seizing the day
'Make A Difference', 'Be The Best' all the adverts say
Sign up today

So the strongest fear just enough to stay in line
and obey the shouted orders from the leaders behind
Heads down, blinkered, kept blind
Herded like cattle into someone else's battle

As we engineered the future
We didn't learn anything from the past
These bombs obliterate entire countries
and can fly there twice as fast
Indiscriminate targeting of casualties
Vicious inflictions unsurpassed
Repeat statistics on the news on the TV
and the flags still flying at half mast

Skin red and blistered from the blazing sun
Ears still ringing from the bursting guns
The burning paint and metal choking your lungs
Old men's problems inflicting the young

But there's no time to remember the thousands who fell
Each with a family, a life, a story to tell
Justified in the hatred you felt
But every bullet you fired feels like a bullet
that you aimed at yourself

So as we engineered the future
We didn't learn anything from the past
These bombs obliterate entire countries
and can fly there twice as fast
Indiscriminate targeting of casualties
Vicious inflictions unsurpassed
Repeat statistics on the news on the TV
and the flags still flying at half mast

Now the politicians feign their grief
In hypocrisy they lay their wreaths
Among the decorated veterans of war
But behind the scenes, their powers convene
The rolling of the combat machine
Targets aligned, contracts signed
and a thousand more young men are packed off
on another bloody desert tour

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