Grace Petrie - The Revolution Will Not Be Televised

Описание: My new song about Rupert Murdoch, NewsCorp and trusting your sources. On the harmonica and backing vox, Caitlin Field; on the bodhran Tim Knight. Props to Gil Scott-Heron for inspiration.

LYRICS:

When they came for the unemployed, I did not speak out
When they came for the immigrants, I did not speak out
When they came for the travellers, I did not speak out
And when they came for the gays I wished I had

When they criticised the teenagers, I did not speak out
When they printed sexist images, I did not speak out
When they lied for the government, I did not speak out
And when they lied about us I wished I had

So tell me, what do you know?
Tell me, how do you know it?
Are you sure its the truth?
Yes, it was written in the news

But we couldn't see the woods for a forest full of lies
Where the truth is a product going for the highest price
And as long as Rupert Murdoch's got his hands over our eyes
The revolution will not be televised

When they slagged off the teachers' strike, I did not speak out
When they demonized the protesters, I did not speak out
When they said they were animals, I did not speak out
And when it was me that was marching, I wished I had

But we couldn't see the woods for a forest full of lies,
A penny for your thoughts, or buy theirs for 45
If you're happy reading shite, then I guess that Gil was right
The revolution will not be televised

Read all about it - scandal and blame
Read all about it - they're all the same
Read all about it - it will never change
For you and me, the everyday parade

When they come for you and me, we've got to speak out
When they threaten our democracy, we've got to speak out
When they turn us against ourselves, we've got to speak out
Then when they come for us, we're not alone

So tell me, what do you know?
Did you see it with your eyes?
And there's twenty thousand iPhones that are tweeting as we speak
They're getting their message to the street

Cos we couldn't see the woods for a forest full of lies
But the truth is a freedom never to be given price
Take the hands of the elite and remove them from your eyes
Get yourself out on the street kid and open up your eyes
The world is turning, so don't be left behind
The revolution will not be televised