Hey there big brother watching over watching me.
I see all them faces that you thought I shouldn't see.
I watch you big brother watching over watching me -
Decide for them faces the place they should be
Watch you big brother arming all those other men.
Watch you big brother taking what you can't spend.
Send all the bruised faces send them back, back over there.
Send all the broken faces and hide their despair
They all look the same as me
They all bleed the same as me
They all cry the same as me
They will die, just like me
Move those ugly pictures where they cannot be seen.
Tell us dirty people coming here to steal from me.
Tell us, big brother, that you'll stop them at the line.
Tell us, big brother, that our green grass is fine.
They all look the same as me
They all bleed the same as me
They all cry the same as me
They will die, just like me
Hey their big brother you're concealing your shame.
Tell me big brother why you still act the same?
You hide those desperate people that you've used for yourself
Then you send them to suffer cause why should we help?
Wake up little Britain, wake up from your sleep
Well your apathy is easy but your soul, it runs deep.
Don't you little Britain be slaves to their greed.
Don't you little Britain let our family bleed.
credits
from This Life,
released April 23, 2009
Drums, bass, acoustic guitar, vocals: Simon Fairbairn
Lead guitar: Dunstan Blay
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