They sell it as a celebration
\nTradition and culture they scream
\nRunning the bulls through
\nPamplona
\nFor some it\u2019s a nightmarish dream
\nSix angry Bulls and six lumbering cows
\nHit the cobble stone narrows and run
\nInto the equation a bunch of consumers
\nWho take on the running for fun<\/p>\n
You can run with the Bulls
\nYou can watch from above
\nIn the balconies high and yes low
\nIf you fall best you stay
\nNever get up okay
\nor the BULL may attack
\nThen you\u2019ll know<\/p>\n
It\u2019s supposed to be a spectacular show
\nUnique in the most exciting of ways
\nMany are injured gored really badly
\nThe thundering hooves a malaise
\nAn evil that\u2019s sold to the public
\nTo tourists who come from afar
\nThey sell them the sash and bandana
\nAnd hopefully make them a star<\/p>\n
The abuse its considerably rotten
\nThe bulls they get savaged as well
\nTail pulling punched every which way
\nReleased and it just feels like hell
\nThe streets are both narrow and cobbled
\nThe bends they are dangerous and so
\nBulls sometime slam into people
\nAnd blood well alas it does flow<\/p>\n
It\u2019s improbity now on a grand scale
\nIt\u2019s dishonest and leading to shame
\nIt promises much and delivers so little
\nIn no way is this a good game
\nIn many ways shabby and full of abjectness
\nAbuse of the cows and the bulls
\nAbuse of the runners that\u2019s what it is
\nBut it\u2019s touted around and it pulls<\/p>\n
The rascals and spivs and the drunkards
\nRogue rage from near and from far
\nPickpockets out for your passports
\nAmorality she is the star
\nDegeneracy is the culture
\nCruelty nastiness we
\nRun with the bulls in Pamplona
\nAnd if we are lucky we be<\/p>\n
In the ring with the audience screaming
\nWith the bulls charging us here and there
\nChaos and bedlam it is no holiday
\nIt is just week long despair
\nPeople are injured some very badly
\nAnimals fifty or so
\nAll will be tortured and slaughtered
\nThe killing all part of the show<\/p>\n
In this day and age to know better
\nTo my mind is we ought to be
\nAble to enjoy our days in the sun
\nWithout killing and maiming
\nThe free
\nThe animals left somewhere peacefully
\nWhy run them to chaos and blood
\nWhy anger them frighten them
\nCause a melee from what is a great
\nTourist flood<\/p>\n
A great week of earning for Spain
\nYes perhaps
\nFlogging the vino and more
\nThe hotels are bursting with
\nDrunkards a plenty
\nIn Pamplona they create a war
\nOf attrition and baseless and evil
\nThe bulls get a pasting each day
\nWhy doesn\u2019t Spain wake up and realise
\nIt\u2019s madness has to go away<\/p>\n
It\u2019s over indulgence it\u2019s guzzling
\nToo many drooled out around
\nSwigging the cava par for the course
\nTo the clarion call and the sound
\nWhere is the sanctity where is the honour
\nWhere is the caring yes where
\nWhy must we torture why must we injure
\nWhy do we feed on despair<\/p>\n
Pamplona is pain every which way
\nIt\u2019s unjustifiable they
\nCan find much better ways to enjoy
\nA blue sky
\nThan running the bulls all the day
\nThey will not recant their lack of contrition
\nEveryone hearing would say
\nSpain needs to wake up and grow up
\nAnd listen and stop this
\nYes stop this today<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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