Evil Exports which is live backwards

Imagine being on your way to Israel

and being told your are going to Vietnam

Wellard they are hard al’right

7000 of us

shaking in our hooves now day and night

stuck slow in the ocean bobbing this way

and that way all our milk will become cream

Leaving Freo god knows what is happening

its Vietnam another awful dream

another 2 weeks chugging on one engine

will we ever get there

I don’t know

our welfare seemingly now in the balance

and all we are to them is just cargo

living, breathing, farting, shitting, livestock

I bet with you protesters there are reams

of paperwork now flooding every which way

the Vietnamese are a cruel bunch  so it seems

when we get there we’ll be effing murdered

hung on chains and just cut up they say

Its enough to make a monkey bite its mother

and it is unfair to make as all now pay

standing up in ships holds rocking left to right

and hope to God that live exports will end

many of us know this incarnation

is torturous and now of course they send

a boy to do a man’s job we are sickening

and will come down with something very soon

the rolling of the tide fucks up our inside

its makes us sweel like a balloon

Live exports are an anathema

a cruel and horrid way

of ending our lives truly

making animals pay

for what we get is  awful stress

really  all the way

agony in the slaughterhouse

its hellish just to say

they ship  us down to Freo

that’s  a dusty to road to hell

lug us on the ship

and they bloody tell;

a slap across our buttocks

from some sailor boy

and a kick or two from a deck hand

so nothing to enjoy

bruised and weary eating crap and weeing

farting like the clappers phew the smell

its awful in this hold at night and  its bloody cold

and at the end of this of course its hell

we know the vietnamese are very cagey

they went through that long war

and so they be

after eating anything even the lice upon our backs

so what chance have we got there actually

How we are killed in Oz

well that is their way

how we are murdered in Vietnam

is there’s

actually if we could   all leap overboard

and swim away

the answer to our prayers

It scares the shit out of us

all this shaking

at least we have a chance

if we  get away

maybe the sharks may spare us

and we end up on some island

Paradise for a few of

us today

The farmers do not care an emu’s bum for us

they ship us off  swe really have no place

Israel, Gaza, Vietnam they could’t care a less

which is I have to say such a disgrace