Simone White

Simone White - Great Imperialist State lyrics

rate me

there's a farmer in a distant country

working on the land

a hat upon his head

and a shovel in his hand

till the soil, plant the seed

wait awhile, cut the leaf

and send another cup of tea to me

i'm a spoiled child

of the great imperalist state

i cannot kill my meat

nor grow the food upon my plate

i've never walked a mile to the well

when the tap runs dry to tell

what will become of you and me

what will become of us?

who will give us trust?

will you believe me

when i say i never loved

profiting from your pain,

that i felt shamed

when i looked the other way?

woke up this morning

the revolution knocking down my door

those capitalist pigs

no, they don't live here anymore

slipped out the back door,

into my car

how far can you drive?

how far?

there's a farmer in a distant country

working on the land

food turned into flowers

for the uptown flourist stand

but you saved, another paid

to turn his soil into sand

the world will not deliver on demand

what will become of us?

who will give us trust?

will you believe me

when i say i never loved

profiting from your pain,

that i felt shamed

when i looked the other way?

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