Ode to Mr Reith

Better not go down that old road you know
More skeletons there than you think
Don't go looking for rats in snakeholes
Or little brown faces in the drink

Cross on your wall
Cross on your record
Cross on your career
As long, as it was chequered

Enough doubt to force you to retire
Enough to fire you, you creep

Is your conscience bothering you Mr Reith?

2. God to square up and the devil to pay off
Don't worry, the PMs gonna look after you
Maybe your conscience just had a rostered day off
But the record shows graft to you

Crosshairs on your forehead, crosses to bear
Crossed out lines in files somewhere
Crosses to carry, come what may
For every little child you sped on it's way

Is your conscience bothering you Mr Reith?

3. Not enough evidence to put you away
Just enough to vapourise voters
Maybe you'll drown in your own pool one day
And the navy will come'n take photos

Is your conscience bothering you Mr Reith?
Is your conscience bothering you Mr Reith?


Intro: picked notes from 5th string :  C  F# B D E(open) D B F#

G           C
She had all it takes

G                                 C
Blood in her veins and a patriot's heart

G                                  C 
Trained, to stand up and take part

     Am          Bm   C
To die for our liberty

G                                 C
Oh and you'll say It isn't easy, it isn't easy

To live free

Eb                       G
So come on baby dry your eyes, her name's

D                             G
Written on a block of stone yeah

D                             G
Written on a block of stone

G                             Am
A shrine to war, or an exit clause

G                             C 
Written on a block of stone

        G                   C 
Let's rally 'round the flag boys

G                                        C              D                            G
Lest we forget the words are sworn, and written on a block of stone

Sign on the dotted line
You'll fight to defend our democracy
Put an end, to violence and tyranny
Or to tow some party line
Oh while wheels turn
It's not easy, it's not easy
Seems like we never learn
Well cold hard cash won't keep you warm

Chorus ....

He'll come home one day
Brought home to rest, medals on his chest
Tears; We'll hear 'Taps' played
His name on a block of stone
Oh while deals were done
Both sides say they won
But my sons have paid


Who votes for those
Who wield the sword
For everything?
And ask for God's blessings?

They took all she had
The plans in her head
The twinkle in her eye
Blood shed, God only knows why