| Walking through the woods I saw a sign nailed to a tree
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| I knew the sign was meant for girls like me who couldn’t read
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| A man with a girl by the throat
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| A bottle of dettol
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| A bottle of rum
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| And a painting of smoke
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| Coming off of a settler’s roof
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| It looked just like a house I knew
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| Walking down the street I saw a sign nailed to a tree
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| I knew the sign was made for girls like me who couldn’t read
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| The rain came down I shut my eyes
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| I opened them again
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| I tried real hard to make some sense of what the pictures meant
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| A man hanging down from a tree
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| A man that look something like me
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| A bottle of dettol
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| A bottle of pills
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| And a painting of smoke
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| Coming out of a house on fire
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| It looked just like my neighbors house
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| C is for civilized now we will make you
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| And B is for baptism now we will name you
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| And P its for petticoat pretty and fitting
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| Now here is the paper that said you were willing
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| Old prescriptions left in bottles
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| You don’t give that to a child
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| Human chains that stretch for miles
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| You don’t give that to a child
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| Time is up
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| Suck it up
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| Buttercup
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| Walking to the bar I saw a sign nailed to a tree
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| I knew the sign was meant for girls like me who couldn’t read
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| I tried my best to understand but still I feel I’ve failed
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| I even tried to kill myself I even did my nails
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| A woman tied up in the back of a truck
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| A man in a uniform
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| A man with his pants down
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| And a man with a gun
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| A bottle of dettol
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| And a painting of smoke
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| Coming off of the Tasman strait
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| It looked just the maps from school
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| D is for devil and also for daughter
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| And T is for truth
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| And S is for slaughter
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| And R is for Rapist
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| And F is for Father
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| Its time for the test
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| Here’s your pencil and paper
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| And B is for Brother who hid in the bedroom
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| And F is for friend who stood by and did nothing
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| And Q is for quarrelsome crass little girl
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| And E’s for the end of the W world
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| Old prescriptions left in bottles
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| You don’t give that to a child
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| Human chains that stretch for miles
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| You don’t give that to a child
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| Time is up
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| Suck it up
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| Buttercup
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| Walking through the woods I saw a sign nailed to a tree
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| I saw the picture of the girl
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| I knew the girl was me
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| I’m sorry that you had to waste your paint on everyone
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| I’m sorry that I’m still alive
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| I’m sorry I’m so dumb
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| A is for I’m
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| Then I saw the sign catch on fire
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| The tree catch on fire
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| The woods catch on fire
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| The world catch on fire
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| And then I saw my mother
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| Walking out of the embers
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| She said
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| No more trees means no more hangings
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| No more words and no more learning
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| No more fighting no more fire
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| Go to sleep now mama’s tired
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| No more trees and no more hangings
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| No more words and no more learning
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| No more fighting no more fire
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| Go to sleep now mama’s tired
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| Go to sleep now mama’s tired
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| Go to sleep now mama’s tired |