Cambodia’s dark secrets on the black market wild life trade

A monkey taught to wear a rubber mask
that represents some child
and parade about the market place
remember he was wild

but has been so ill treated
he will do anything
just to get some food
and rest and help himself to bring

something of a life together
fooling tourists who
think they get a funny picture
and that’s what they do

but behind all that is
cruelty
this creature is a slave
stolen from its family
and its future it looks grave.

Bears poor souls are caged up
on cold concrete floors
and what they do is go and cut off
yea one of its paws

leave him there to bleed
whilst someone eats his paw
and when they want another
they cut it off for sure

the agony of sitting there
bleeding from such wounds
human beings what you do for a pittance
says what goons

you are to do this to
a sentient being ow life you
leave these precious babes alone
whatever else you dp

Elephants are stolen
and babies often find
chained up in some fenced off place
life for them is a grind

one such soul had lost his leg
and a prosthetic leg was tried
and now the little soul is happy
and he could have died

monkeys scream on table tops
their heads sliced off so men
sitting cross legged can taste
their brains just when

these sods will remember
they had a heart and soul
but clearly they relinquish rights
when they went out of control

listen to it screaming
the pain must surely be
terrible unyet these shits
are laughing actually

cut and burn the forests
habitats all gone
the palm oil mobsters are at it
once that sun had shone

down on wondrous forests
full of life and breath
but now its vast vile clearings
filled with widespread death

the lungs were pure and rich and dense
but now the jungles clear
the animals have been displaced
and all we see is fear

everything is ruined
by the greed displayed
a few corporations
their margins have been laid

down for years
but clearly the trees
all sold away
for creating this black market
where everyone does pay

the animals need ssome caring
the forests need it too
it makes sense to retain them
for really what we do

is destroy our very future
and what will our kids do
living in a frantic world
thats what they are going to do

then they can remember
what their parents did
really for no reason
only in a bid

to make a few more dollars
they sacrificed it all
and paradise became a Hell
such action does appal

slash and burn
the animals scorched and stolen
they
all become wild animal parts
sold off every day

to the TCM crowd
the cronies and the gangs
ruining the planet
i just feel, those pangs

but they don’t
they have no consciousness
drugged up to the eyes
living for the moment
goddess, it mystifies

all sane thinking people
who see what has been done
the planet reels
the forest feels
for soon we won’t have none

Cambodia has the Cardamoms
vast tracts of jungle green
rich in wild life
much of it never ever seen

we have to now preserve it
we have to otherwise
our children and their children
herald their own demise

such sickness will run rampant
when we’re lying in the sod
no good fucking kneeling in your church
praying to God

you have to get on now
and do something just not sleep
for remember everyone of you
what we bloody sow we bloody reap

These black market devils
killing our wild life, they
torturing them such vileness
making them all pay

using parts of living souls
I mean how low can we
go into the abyss
I’m pissed off actually

Cambodia’s dark secrets
have got to be revealed
the animals all over
their future can’t be healed

by sitting on our arses
and praying to the sky
we have to get up
and go fight
or all of us will die