TAIJI Fisherman and trophy hunters

Shove a metal rod into your spine
And watch you die
Hammer a wooden peg into the wound
And if you cry
Look away at last
The Dolphins blood won’t taint the sea
And make it hard with the activists
Coming to TAIJI

They are just a bunch of foreigners
What really do they do
Shout their silly slogans
In real terms just a few
We can go on killing
And segregating some
And making pots of money
The activists are a dumb

Shaming us is impossible
We go about our chores
Slaughtering the innocent
And get the applause
From aquaria all around the world
So what is there to care
We are the proud fisherman
Creating their despair

And as psychopaths it’s wonderful
We can go home everyday
Feeling we have achieved
With reddening the bay
The cove runs red with sinews
And blood and all that’s good
Pithing slicing wrestling
We are proud and so we should

Be proud for we are extinguishing
These dustbins of the sea
Eating us out of house and home
Our fish are the key
Each dolphin that we slaughter means
More fish in our trade
So they are costing us money
And on their heads is laid

That cost and so we murder them
Torture them so they
Will remember when they pass our shores
The pods are going to pay
We are going to carve up families
Kill babies for if they
Are slaughtered then their future
Is assured and so we slay

Every single dolphin, we can get our hands on
Not just here in TAIJI but in Iwata too
They have gone
And Hokkaido some 20,000 of them
Slaughtered every year
Thats more fish for the sushi trade
And it Ramps up the fear

As for the soppy activists
Who observe in TAIJI
Here it’s just a show house
For what we do they see
Maybe 2000 slaughtered
But 18,000 more
are slaughtered
Where they cannot see
That with Dolphins
We are at war

As for whaling that is harder
Sea Shephered is on our case
They don’t look and shout us out
They fight us it’s a race
Down to the Southern ocean
We know we have a fight
But science comes to our rescue
SO the Minke may take flight

But we will catch 300 or so
And take them home
And make them into sushi
And, where ere we roam
The foreigners can’t match us
For our country is our base
And if see the activists
We just put them in their place

So some see us as demented
Scumbags maybe so
But actually we are mental
If you didn’t know
We need the Dolphins out of the sea
Slaughtered one by one
And there is nothing you activists can ever do
For we are having fun