Corporate arrogance and the salmon

There is no realization
Among the farmers
Its only money that these folk
Ever see
They care nothing for the salmon
And little for the consumer
Just dollar bills
Into perpetuity

There is an arrogance
About them and its clearly
Their philosophy of existence
For we see
Extinction an oblivion
And complete annihilation
Really its insubstantiality

Greed that is what drives them
Knowledge passed them by
Its their dream world its a fantasy
Cock an bull a lie
To imagine farming salmon
Is an excellent idea
GAIA knows the honest truth
For nature it is clear

The environment in fish farms
Is as unnatural as it can be
It has no association
With what is reality
The density is enormous
The food fed is deceit
Poultry feathers necks intestines
And decrepid meat
Anchovies and herrings
The odd sardine or two
Watch out for the sea lice
They are coming after you

Lepeophtheirus salmonis
Thats the little sod
Attracted by the massive numbers
Who each think they are god
But actually this crustacean
Has realised that they
Can make a killing leaping
On salmon every day

A farm can have a half a million
Salmon in its tanks
Each female lice has 500 eggs
So therefore it ranks
Highly in the danger zone
For arrogance today
For money grabbing famers
Will never get their way

Lice are planktonic critters
Transported by the tide
They attach themselves to the skin
To the gills
They don’t bother to hide
And suck away at the mucus at the blood
Its awfully sad
And for business for the farmer
Its getting pretty bad

Its also affecting wild fish
The arrogance of man
Doesn，t only ruin farming
But the natural plan
There is a world of difference
Between a wild fish and those farmed
But actually now all the fish
All are being harmed

Organic salmon someone had a bright spark
Long ago
Aqua culture seemed the thing
That actually might grow
Lesser numbers in the tanks
But sadly still we saw
Sea lice being drawn into the equation
More and more

Wild is wild farmed is farmed
And never the two should meet
But alas ofcourse it happens
They do which does unseat
The whole ridiculous process
And inferiority
Takes place among the wild brigade
And our dependancy

There are lots more little babies
In farms one has to see
And lice attaching themselves to them
Well it should never be
They will die for certain
So losses will ensue
Which i am really glad about
i dont know about you

I have always said that farming fish
Was a terrible idea
It produces a chaotic state
Of disunion and fear
There isnt any order
Its arrogance gone mad
With nature on the rampage
And the thoughts we all have sad