Sheep live exports
\nIn Holds of ships
\nNo feed
\nNo water, we
\nAre thrown about
\nThanks to the sea
\nBashed oh! How we bleed
\nNo sunshine on our backs no more
\nJust holed up in this place
\nNobody comes to check us out
\nOf course it\u2019s a disgrace.<\/p>\n
All huddled together
\nWe certainly get the fear
\nHearing each other\u2019s
\nHearts on fire
\nWatching each ensuing tear
\nWe all have them for certain
\nSuffering as we do
\nHearing the expletives
\nFrom the murdering crew<\/p>\n
The turbulence and the restlessness
\nIt\u2019s worrying and we
\nTogether huddled and befuddled
\nKind of soon agree
\nNo one cares about us
\nIt\u2019s an impulsive madcap world
\nAnd we are off the the Middle East
\nYes we are being hurled<\/p>\n
Into halal land that\u2019s the deal
\nThe contract that was made
\nThroats cut no one is being stunned
\nOn our souls it\u2019s laid
\nAustralia has sold us out
\nThe impressionable ofcourse
\nthe media will witness
\nWhat we go through
\nFrom the source<\/p>\n
And many do not make it
\nJust thrown overboard
\nFodder for the great whites
\nWill anyone applaud
\nThe shippers and the farmers
\nAnd the dockers yea the lot
\nWho sign off on their contracts
\nYes right on the dot<\/p>\n
So that\u2019s what happens to us
\nAustralia said farewell
\nShipped us off to the sunshine
\nAnd the desert yes to a Hell
\nTo be loaded in the backs of car\u2019s
\nOr murdered in the street
\nThat\u2019s the way we all end up
\nScoffed by the elite<\/p>\n
Live exports cruel and insufferable
\nAnd the government says it\u2019s fine
\nTrucked down to Freemantle
\nOur lives all on the line
\nShipped like bags of cargo
\nWe are alive you know
\nUnlike the politicians
\nWho say yes and let us go<\/p>\n
Live exports are an Anathema
\nPurgatory on sea
\nWretchedness and unpleasantness
\nAnd utter misery
\nIndisposed and writhing
\nAnxious all the way
\nWounded and heavy laden
\nAnd covered in salty spray<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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