Paroles Liberation Chumbawamba

Liberation

Theres always been a pattern of struggle and defeat
Never that cycle incomplete
Never enough to tip the scales
Too many people rotting in jails
Or bloodied on the battlefields
The history books from every age
Have the same words written on every page
Always starting with revolution
And ending with capitulation
Always silenced by the truncheon
Or bought out with concessions
Always repetition...
Repetition... repetition... repetition...
(repeat)
Im the boss of the factory
Im in charge of the u.k.c.
shopfloor workers run and fetch
as I sit around and smugly watch
and the process makes me stinking rich
Were all links in the factory chain
And the chain grows longer day by day
And whilst were apart
The process wont stop
Repetition... repetition... repetition...
(repeat)
But were kept apart by philosophies
And moral stances and policies
Well be stuck in our own little ghettos forever
til we start to work together
Together... together... together... together in the open or together in our little heaven?
Fighting for total change, or working for concessions?
Do we take what is ours, or ask that it be given?
Are we stealing it together, or asking for permission?
Even though we disagree we share a common enemy
Our methods may not be the same
But together we can break the chain
Different aims, different means, with common ground in between
Dont sit back, its time to act
This life is ours, lets snatch it back
Even though we disagree we share a common enemy
Our methods may not be the same
But together we can break the chain
Different aims, different means, with common ground in between
Dont sit back, its time to act
This life is ours, lets snatch it back
The time has come to make a choice
Stop taking orders from his masters voice!