Tension - That Petrol Emotion

In struggle for self determination

Progress and change must soon be seen

The pain endured

Though you haven’t heard a word

Of truth from corrupt authorities

People say what

People like

But when the tension burn it’s like

Dynamite

We’ve had oppression

And mass manipulation

The censorship of soul’s a tragedy

No more sleepless nights

Just for the civil rights

Of expressing our own identities

People say what

People like

And when the tension burn it’s like

Dynamite

So think of Seamus Heany

Won’t make you feel alone

O’Faolain Joyce and Macken

Digging for our souls

So think of Seamus Heany

Won’t make you feel alone

O’Faolain Joyce and Macken

Digging for our souls

People say what

People like

But when the tension burn it’s like

Dynamite

Suppressive midget minds creating

A bankruptcy of hate against belief

But we’re making giant strides

Of knowledge love and pride

Resilience of spirit still remains

People say what

People like

But when the tension burn it’s like

Dynamite

Nothing ever changes

Nothing ever changes

Nothing ever changes

Nothing ever changes

Nothing ever changes

Nothing ever changes

Nothing ever changes

Nothing ever changes

Nothing ever changes

Nothing ever changes

Nothing ever changes

Nothing ever changes

Nothing ever changes

Nothing ever changes

Nothing ever changes

Nothing ever changes

Nothing ever changes

Nothing