Our total inflexibility
And intolerance has shown
That we inflict upon the land
Damage thats full blown
Our quest to control the animals
To farm them as we do
And subjugate their husbandry
Which is whats been done
All through
We must try to understand
And realise that GAIA knew
When she placed the animals
She knew the kangaroo
Soft footed thus more suitable
For the dry terrain
But we knew best for with sheep and cattle
We were bound to gain
We oppress and we intimidate
The swollen head brigade
Arrogance personified
We want to be paid
We seem to overlook the wild environment
And we
Feel the self importance
And of course our vanity
Pasture became desert
And then wasteland everywhere
We introduced the rabbits
And the rats came too to share
Cats man seems to know so much
But was ignorant as hell
Neglecting the poor kangaroo
And shooting them as well
Fences to contain the rabbits
Soon found emu’s lost
Kangaroo’s caught up on fences
Lives once more were tossed
One good thing we did for them
Dug water bores and they
Have flourished with the permanency
Of water every day
Its a very hard life for them
And they are designed to be
Out there in the outback
In their arid symphony
Living on what little
The sun allows to grow
And being persecuted by the
Natives as we know
Making up their stories
That wild meat is the way
Forward for Australians
For their leather helps them pay
Dingo’s wedge tailed eagles
Life in general mean’t
With employing licensed shooters
Who wouldnt make a dent
In numbers to be honest
3 million or so a year
The road kill and predation
For the industry it was clear
The meat trade it was lucrative
Which seemed The thing to do
Export markets growing
profits for a few
The corporates were in there
The shooters licensed they
Were out there with their spotlights
Murdering every day
But the process isnt clean at all
Filthy dirty trucks
No real sanitation
They will not spend the bucks
And with Nobody watching
The inspectorate dont care
As long as they bring bodies back
They could come from anywhere
And when nobody is looking
Cruelty is rife
And joeys and the pinkies
End up on the knife
Or beaten against the bull bars
Or just crushed under foot
This is bloody awful
However it is put
They call it collateral damage
Its torture greviously
The pain the mothers suffer
It just should never be
On film you see them laughing
Heartless shameful gits
Totally uncultured
Vulgarity that fits
Foul mouthed and vitriolic
Mischief makers they
They are just wrong doers
In every single way