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the herd - 77% (live on triple j) lyrics

[intro: ozi batla & l-fresh the lion]
ayo, l
can you believe how long i’ve had to do this track?
it’s been a long, man, been a long time, man
i’m gettin’ tired of havin’ to say this sh-t on my own
nothing’s changed, nothing’s changed
amen, [?] feel free to jump in if you’ve got somethin’ to say
i got you

[verse 1: ozi batla]
all right, yo
well, i’m left sittin’ here starin’ into a beer
shakin’ my head at the same old loathin’ – fear
stranger in my own land, can’t understand
how the very word australian has just been d-mned
i f-ckin’ hate myself, take ozi from my name
erase this endless shame, forever casting blame
if you don’t act the same, will i destroy you?
everyone looks the same beaten black and blue
so i’ve had enough of these redneck pr-cks
fact is the only real sh-t that sticks
watch as i tear the very skin from my face
so none’ll see my race, my deep disgrace
you’re not even from here in the first place
and those who are, you wanna further debase?
nup, no more, never again whether by fist or pen
i will defend, ’cause i’m at a loose end
the shattered remnants of aussie dignity
i’m a skip, whitey, round-eye, surprise me
use your shrivelled brain to please explain
how the clever country just went down the drain
we rode the sheep’s back, now the sheep ride you
if this is how it’s gonna be, don’t call me “true blue”
i denounce my ancestors, wounds still fester
you say it ain’t so, i suggest ya wake up

[chorus: ozi batla, urthboy & l-fresh the lion]
wake up, this country needs a f-ckin’ shake-up
wake up, this place needs a shake-up
wake up, this country needs a f-ckin’ shake-up
wake up, this place needs a shake-up
wake up, this country needs a f-ckin’ shake-up
wake up, this place needs a shake-up
wake up, this country needs a f-ckin’ shake-up
wake up, let ’em know l

[verse 2: l-fresh the lion]
in 2018 there’s a love of fabled free speech
and this right here about to make some knees weak
i heard ’em say seventy-seven percent are racist
complicit in they silence and straight up complacent (yeah)
word to makaveli, i see no changes
from tampa 2001 to its continuation
m-n-s and nauru, i’ve run out of patience
’cause black and brown folks still locked up in cages
debatin’ our existence is an all time favourite
it’s like our lives are a game for them to play with
but we’re the one talkin’ ’bout race like an obsession?
the libs are usin’ it to try and win an election
so spare me the hypocrite sh-t (yeah)
if we don’t talk about it then tell me, who else is gonna fix it?
the media’s banned, so we can’t see their prisons
keep your good intentions, your actions say different

[bridge: ozi batla, urthboy & l-fresh the lion]
well, we yelled my lungs out (we keep tellin’ ’em)
but to no avail (we keep tellin’ ’em) (to no avail)
well, we yelled my lungs out (they don’t listen, they don’t listen)
but to no avail (to no avail) (we don’t see changes)
well, we yelled my lungs out (yelled our lungs out)
but to no f-ckin’ avail (let ’em know)
that you’re a stranger yourself (one, two, three, four)
now that’s the sting in the tail

[verse 3: ozi batla]
captain cook was the very first queue-jumper
it was immigrant labour that made australia plumper
enough is enough, whiteys pack your stuff
don’t wanna live in england? well, that’s f-ckin’ tough
i’m sick and tired of this redneck wonderland
most of you stay silent, i can’t understand
i just can’t understand, i just can’t understand
it’s time for you to

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