Monday 25 April 2011

The quall

G / Em / C / D

VERSE
Australian logging was out of control
And the forests were taking the toll
He climbed right up to the highest tree
And said "you take it down then you're taking down me"

He travelled all across the land
Took the fight into his own hands
He formed a powerful green faction
And waged a war of direct action

CHORUS
You are, like a lone range liberator
You are, like something from a science movie
You are, a soul inspired crusader
You are, a nature-saving raider

VERSE
But winning battles wasn't winning the war
And nobody was there keeping the score
He saw that if he was going to get them to stop
He had to take his fight to the very top

He studied law and learnt how the lawyers talk
Teamed up with a logger to sue the state
To make them see that they weren't above the law
And won his case in the supreme court

CHORUS

INSTRUMENTAL

MIDDLE (quiet)
Em
It didn't run in the media at all
G
Nobody's heard of the mighty Quall
Em
He went away quietly to live in the woods
D
And he's still in there using his powers for good

CHORUS OUTRO (quiet)
You are x4


Save the developers

VERSE
E
Some men look out on a beautiful bay
A                                       E
And see the money that could be made
E
With a breakwall and a jetty
A                                      E
The economy could be saved

BRIDGE
A                                                 E
They're not driven by hunger or greed
A                                                 E
Just trying to fill some unnamed need
A
They are foolish men, rushing through their lives

CHORUS
E
Save the developers
A
Save them from themselves
E
Save the developers
B                                      E
They know not what they do

VERSE
Some men look out on a pristine lake
And see the airport that could be there
If they fill it in they could fly them in
And a monument would be their's

BRIDGE
They live with a fear of their death
They want to feel that something's left
A legacy to live on when they've gone

CHORUS

VERSE
Some men look over a forest
And divide it up in their mind
With a deal for that land and that timber
It is peace that they would find

BRIDGE
Because they're hunting for their hit
And that contract is their fix
They are deluded men, living for themselves

CHORUS

MIDDLE
A
Every management course
B
Should have a module on Zen
A
With power comes responsibility
B
Don't give it to restless men

OUTRO
E                           A
Save the developers, save them, save them x4
B                                    E                            
They know not what they do

Sunday 10 April 2011

East Timor song

VERSE
In the heart of East Leste there is a family testy who argue and then repent
To improve their relations and clear complications they all need an instrument
The father Chase needs to get on the bass and guide them along with a groove
If his wife Evette could play the trumpet she could blow away her frustrations
And if their manic son Morgan was made to play the organ it would improve his concentration

BRIDGE
When everyone can finally play
That will be a beautiful day

CHORUS
When every hand holds an instrument
And every mouth sings a song
Then every heart will be filled with music
And the world will get along

VERSE
The boss at work's an energetic jerk he needs to work out his issues with a drum
If the rest of the suits would all pull out flutes they could make every meeting fun
The supervisor Lynn should learn the mandolin it would improve her training sessions
And if her assistant Lola taught herself the viola they could bond over chord progressions

BRIDGE + CHORUS

VERSE
If the barmaid Jean got a tambourine she could keep all the punters in order
And if troublesome Joan saved up a trombone she could solve her personality disorder
For uncle Hugh a kazoo would do he could use the exercise
Their cousin Joyce has a magnificent voice and she could win the family a prize

BRIDGE + CHORUS