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from If We're Damned​.​.​. by Jess Silk

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Well, there’s a girl so young she wonders what she’s done to make her daddy move away
And she cries every night; she’s always wondering why he couldn’t have stayed
And her mother won’t tell her about the war on terror that her daddy’s off fighting to end
‘Cause she knows they’re just digging their trenches once again

And as that girl grows up she seems to always be stuck in an endless, bloody war
Now she’s questioning why her daddy had to die like so many had before
And when she turns on the TV she doesn’t want to see all the politicians shifting the blame
But she knows it’s always been that way

As she takes a look at their London stage she sees a guy in a suit reading off of a page
He says “I’m sorry but there’s no way we’re getting out of there alive”
And he stammers and starts, shouting over the din. He says “It’s not my fault; you people voted me in”
Well, with a vision like that it’s a miracle we survive

There’s a boy of sixteen and all the things that he’s seen haunt his nightmares when he sleeps
And though he’s stuck in a cell it’s better than the Hell of sleeping out there on the streets
“I know stealing isn’t funny but I needed the money,” he said, when he was asked by the police
“I know I’m young but I still have to eat”

If they'd take a walk along that dusty road they'd see that kid with no home he’s trying to sell his soul
to a man as he explains “there’s no one getting out alive.”
He says, “Well, listen to me son, and you better obey, you’ve gotta carry this gun if you wanna get paid.
And be the first to pull the trigger; it’s the only way you’re gonna survive”

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Well, I haven’t heard that voice on the wind that seems to be telling everybody which way to go
and I haven't had a vision appear so I guess I’ll just go it alone
I don’t believe that I can blame this on a supernatural entity that’s sitting on a cloud somewhere manipulating you and me
We’re all to capable of screwing it up on our own

Well, I take a walk along that busy street; I see a guy with a book and he’s yelling at me
He says, “There’s just no way that you’re getting out of here alive.
So you better follow me blindly wherever you walk and never break the rules in this little, bound book
And if you're anything but my ideal, I’m sorry but you won't survive”

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from If We're Damned​.​.​., released March 20, 2020

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Jess Silk Dudley, UK

Jess Silk is a guitarist, singer and songwriter from the Black Country. Her shouty but melodic brand of folk/punk music often has her being likened to a female Frank Turner or Billy Bragg, and it gets people sitting up and listening. Armed only with an increasingly sticker-covered acoustic guitar and a distinctive, gravely voice that many don’t expect, Jess plays to audiences up and down the UK. ... more

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