Civil War Dance - Skyclad

Shun the system, shun the system, shun the system

Shun the system, shun the system, shun the system

Shun the system, shun the system, shun the system

While sons and daughters of the empire

Stained the map red, white and blue

Back at home the storm clouds thundered

Dole queues lengthened, unrest grew

'Til the tides of fresh opinion

Washed away the world they knew

Exchange inhuman wrongs for human rights

This underdog not only barks, it bites

Take your partners for our civil war dance

Open season on the under worked and overpaid

Erase constitution, a bloody revolution

The simplest solution to the problems that they have made

Children of the urban third world

Breast fed lies and cathode rays

Speak their minds down party chat lines

They don’t have that much to say

Told nothing of the world we live in

Or that it will be their’s someday

This system cultivates our lust and greed

With anti-social insecurity

Take your partners for our civil war dance

Open season on the under worked and overpaid

Erase constitution, a bloody revolution

The simplest solution to the problems that they have made

Check, check, check, check the system

Check, check, check, check the system

The preacher tells us all that heaven waits

So pay your soul tax when you reach the gates

Livestock bred to feed the cannon

Hands grown hard with honest toil

Fuel the fires of mass rebellion

Hatred’s cauldron starts to boil

They fight for something they believe in

Not another nation’s oil

Britannia cowers in her public school

Once too often now she’s waived the rules

Take your partners for our civil war dance

Open season on the underworked and overpaid

Erase the constitution, a bloody revolution

The simplest solution to the problems that they have made