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The Bulldog Breed

  • Jez Lowe

    Son of mine, tell me why are you sighing
    What worries and cares are you hiding
    Father, the whole world is dying
    It's crying but no one pays heed

    Oh but son, there are people in places
    Though we don't know their names or their faces
    Still, we're safe in their wealthy embraces
    They call them, the bulldog breed

    They are the men at the top, my son, they're the bulldog breed
    They are the cream of the crop, my son, they're the bulldog breed
    They're better than you or than me, my son, the bulldog breed
    They're genuine top pedigree, my son, they're the bulldog breed

    Ah but Father, these people you mention
    There's a lot you can do in prevention
    To stop all this death and starvation
    If they're so good, surely they'll know

    Son, they're working for Queen and for Country
    They're too busy to tend all and sundry
    Some are born to suffer, go hungry
    My son, it has always been so

    But never the men at the top, my son, not the bulldog breed
    They are the cream of the crop, my son, they're the bulldog breed
    And they're better than you or than me, my son, they're the bulldog breed
    And they're genuine top pedigree, my son, they're the bulldog breed

    Ah but Father, there must be a lesson
    There's a darkness on every horizon
    Death, air and sea full of poison
    Before long mankind will be dead

    Son, I want to hear no more discussion
    Can't you stop this fretting and fussing
    All this talk here of death and destruction
    Tell me who put these thoughts in your head

    It's from watching the men at the top, old man - the bulldog breed
    And they are the ones we must stop, old man - the bulldog breed
    They're no better than you or than me, old man - the bulldog breed
    But that's something you'll never see, old man of the bulldog breed

    As sung by Iain MacKintosh

Susannes Folksong-Notizen

  • nichts / nothing

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