RSPB

Its arrogance personified
The new gods so to say
They decide who lives and dies
The RSPB way
They should be under scrutiny
When They decide who dies
They have taken over Nature
Their ignorance defies
All logic, and all empathy
And Equilibrium We
Know is working around the
Clock
So fcuk off RSPB

Killing Deers
protecting herbage
Killing Crows
because they can
Killing foxes
for feeding wildly
Killing gulls
for thats the plan
We Decides
who lives and dies
And we don’t need your dosh
Knuckleheads and idiots
Who speak We speak load of tosh

Yes we do have all the knowledge
And you armchair freaks who should
Listen to us experts
Aware of the dark wood
We have the strength of purpose
And larsen traps we will
Use to kill the crow boys
And more blood we shall spill

These charities are simply
Compassion less we know
Wild souls are evolving
Nature Runs the show
We don’t need robber barons
And godly robin hoods
To tell us who we have to kill
In our fields and woods

Yes Lets withdraw our precious funds
And tell them from the off
They Won’t Get a penny more
Lets the buggers scoff
We believe in Nature
Not man gods not at all
And killing wildlife in the name of good
Is not their call