Fur activists why do they do it?

The ignorant are everywhere
Dealing in fur babies skin
The public they buy from these places
Just don’t see the sin

Vendors resort to awful ways
Of deterring activists and sometimes
It plays
Out like this one
Chucking bleach
Down on them to try to teach

Activists that they should go
And do something useful
But we all know
They give their tIme positively
They don’t get paid
They have to be

Outside the store or the
Vendors place
Which costs in expenses
And then have to face

The wrath of the seller
The wrath of tHose more
Ignorant still I do suppose
As a front line activist
I know the score

Some do imagine that they are at war
We are the victims too it seems
As for the fur babies
Yes there are teams

Of people prepared to shout us down
To give us a nudge in London Town
To threaten us yes some people do
But we carry on
For we know we are true

Fur babies many wild souls
Give their lives
They really soulfully
Do have to live
In brutal cages
That drive them mad
To be murdered by men
Who are honestly bad

A poker goes into their anus and they
Get the shock of their lifetime
Or many today
Are hung up on some nail
And their skin just pulled off
The blood lust of men
To clothe the rich toff

Or his women,
These coats, stoles and cuffs
Gloves and the collars
And bags
Millions of animals die
So these hags

Can wander about
In the furriers aura
Truthfully karmically
A bloody sight poorer

The ignorant everywhere dealing in skin
Please do not buy it it’s the vilest of sin
Those fucking designers and rich nasty stores
Like Harvey Nichols and Harrods
Applause

NO They have to be stopped
For the evil is there
Boycott these bastards
Make them aware

Hit their fat pockets
It will make them see
If you not only shop there
But tell them from me

How can we ever look
Beautiful, we
Shake our vile bodies
And our booty

Clad in some mink or some fox
Or worse still
In tiger or lion
Does it give us a thrill

To know we are killing
The wild souls so we
Can walk down the street
In their skins

Are we free

To be so insensitive
So arrogant and
Wipe out the innocence
From this wild land

Torture the wild ones
Steal others souls pets
And disregard their pain
Whilst raising the debts

For that’s what we are doing
In our ignorant state
Causing great agony
And making a date

For ourselves with those gods
Who are coming and will
Tear off our skin too
Can you feel the chill

Can you just imagine
The coyote’s pain he wolf and the rabbit
Again and again
Caught in some trap
And stomped on at night

Let me beg you and plead with you
Come join the fight