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Letter to B.J.
Can you hear me Bjelke-PetersenFrom your leather padded chair? There's a tide outside your doorSteadily risingIt's a simple case of freedomAnd a lot of us who careAnd if demonstrations aren't enough Well I hope you've said your prayersIt seems this time you've gone too farNext you'll call the troopers in And you can put my dossier In the glossy pages of the bulletin Oh you think the battle's overWell the war has just begunYour legislation's just a piece of tissueOh won't you listen to the beatOf ten thousand marching feet? Taking to the streetOh there'll be a national monument In yellow-cake of course where the plaque reads Look what Bjelke-Petersen didA traitor's tree, a traitor's rope,Thirty bits of silver And a couple of Queensland Jackboot kicks
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