Kangaroo

The godliest of creatures
Outback angels, they
Have been around
For 50,000 years
They know the way
Arid forest areas
Hot sun baking dry
Kangaroo’s are made to be
And they realise why

They don’t have little babies
Godly thats the reason
Mothers delay offspring
They understand each season
Unlike men and women
Living inside homes
Air conditioning water on tap
Nobody else roams

Day and night
Feet on the crimson earth
We must survive
Thus having children theclock
Clicks in
For them to stay alive
They need to concentrate their time
In living for the day
Not conceiving babies
Its the god form way

Liars sit in government
Grey suits to the fore
Brain dead far removed from wildness
Weedy at their core
Wanting to give farmers
Support they do not care
About the godly wild souls
Bouncing around there

Any excuse they make it
Lying all the way
If they lived in the out back
They would see the day
Harvesting equals murdering
Fancy cleaned up words
Cattle and sheep ruin the land
Away with the birds
Are all these MEAt trade wallers
Wanting to kill us they
Make up their excuses
Its just dont wash that way
Kangaroos god made them
As for the grey suits they
Are closer to the end game
They lie yes all the way

We need the wildness everyday
We need the kangaroo
50’OOO years the experience
Is not new
Living and existing
In the hottest climes on earth
Putting up with shooters
Life for them is worth

Sense and foresight going forward
Thats the Kangaroo
More brains in their wild heads
Than the likes of you
Molly coddled grey suits
Foster pickled guts
Back handers from the Meat Trade
Dont listen to these muts
Who only see the dollar signs
Not the biosphere
Living in their 6 bedroom spa’s
Where its very clear

Save the outback angels
Up against us all
Fires and droughts and shooters
Really there is a wall
Of liars and meat trade shooters
Fighting us at night
Killing our women murdering joeys
And thats all seen as right

Well its frigging wrong
Its evil its the ugliest of lies
We Roo’s need help not shooters
More humans that are wise
To really what is going on
The Meat trade they don’t care
You should see the filth
We are kept in in the outback
Be aware

Bugs and dirt and bacteria
Refrigeration poor
Blood drips bloody everywhere
These shooter blokes ignore
They don’t frigging care a lot
All they want to do
Is murder us in cold blood
And that dear friends is TRUE.