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Social Injustice
Social Injustice Purging Purgatory holds a few, of numb nuts on the planet, reprobates could make you spew , like a bloody half baked Gannet, social justice is sinking low, where the LNP does rule, [ tories] careful how your words do go, incorrect-u-mundo, bloody fool, National party in the bush, In the likes of Longreach town, Wear the Drover Moleskins, pants, the push, And blue shirts, come to frown, Drive on past the local cafes and stores, In their big ole four wheel drives, Out to the Airport, bloody sure, How Sir and Mister [class] survives, Cotton came to Cubbie station, Now owned by the great Chinese, I was there on the woodheap yeah, When class distinction had some freeze, Jackaroo & Manager, sit in the dining room, Station hands, into the kitchen creep, But we are cool, with the Aboriginal rule, Eating: On the woodheap, down with the sheep, For we are the despised working class, The brainless as a sheep, Swallow lies and propaganda, alas, Pawns of the super rich, come cheappppp :} Don
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