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Rusted Axes

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Politically charged Aussie Hip-Hop

Lyrics

Intro

Yeah

Check

Always punchin' up

Never punchin' down

Chorus

You try to lock the gates and bolt the door

Keep your narrow vision while the people want more

Your platform is a phantom

Built on ancient fear

Pauline the division isn't welcome here

Post-Chorus

No room for fear

Not here

No room for fear

Not here

Verse 1

Cardboard cutouts on the television screen

Ranting 'bout the laundry that you never keep clean

Bitter bias breaks a nation

I see friends

I see neighbors

I see brothers

From a distant shore who work and pay their taxes

While you sit and sharpen rusted axes

Pre-Chorus

The fabric is woven with a rainbow thread

Old laws are dying or they’re already dead

Turn the page

Chorus

You try to lock the gates and bolt the door

Keep your narrow vision while the people want more

Your platform is a phantom

Built on ancient fear

Pauline the division isn't welcome here

Post-Chorus

No room for fear

Not here

No room for fear

Not here

Verse 2

Bigotry is a burden you choose to carry around

Spilling sour secrets in a thirsty town

Love is love no matter what you think

Ship of hate

Ship of pride

Ship of lies

About to sink in the harbor of the modern age

Turn the page

Pre-Chorus

The fabric is woven with a rainbow thread

Old laws are dying or they’re already dead

Turn the page

Chorus

You try to lock the gates and bolt the door

Keep your narrow vision while the people want more

Your platform is a phantom

Built on ancient fear

Pauline the division isn't welcome here

Chorus

You try to lock the gates and bolt the door

Keep your narrow vision while the people want more

Your platform is a phantom

Built on ancient fear

Pauline the division isn't welcome

Bridge

No hate, No way

Not a single ounce

Not today, No way

Why won't you just bounce?

No hate, No way

Not a single ounce

Not today, No way

Why won't you just bounce?

Verse 3

Echoes of a past that we already outgrew

Selling panic to the public like it's something new

Isolation is a prison made of paper walls

We build bridges while your empire falls

Everyone's a pillar in the grand design

Drawing unity along the borderline

Verse 4

Preaching yesterday's gospel to tomorrow's child

Trading kindness for a conflict that you fueled and styled

History is moving with a heavy stride

No more room for the wicked or the blind-eyed

The horizon isn't something that you get to erase

We are standing in a brand new place

Pre-Chorus

The fabric is woven with a rainbow thread

Old laws are dying or they’re already dead

Turn the page

Chorus

You try to lock the gates and bolt the door

Keep

Fade out

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