Sinead O'Connor: Ship ahoy

A thousand cultures stolen ships that came sailing Sighted from the shoreline people stood waiting But armies came invading and raiding to conquer Understood nothing of a land that stood longer But might was much stronger than right could ever be Took away the land planned a new destiny Butchery and murder and still I say murder Butchery and murder and still I say murder Wait! Hold up cos Phrase will break the mould Culture growing stronger aging never old Death accelerating, and I don't want to die Fish hooked by a ship, Lord take me where I lie Gone where the lucky ones, disease or suicide The pride of survivors to cry for those that died To resurrect the status and overcome the ploy No bells or beads to barter for this young black boy Ship ahoy Lord take me where I lie, don't let my children die Ship ahoy Lord take me where I lie, don't let my children die Gone are the days now the ships cease to sail I don't think so what does a wage entail Nine of five slavery or a twenty four seven Most slaves tricked by the promise of a heaven Controlled by the sound of a whip that goes sack Mind - forged manacles make sure there's no slack Think your not a slave, cos no whip marks your back Now a bureaucrat wields the nine tails of the cat Ain't nothing changed but the weather the song remains the same Hollis comes left set up upon the Lamebrain You can't tame the beast, the beast can't be changed Have to smash the system, wisdom rearranged Slavery claimed to be histories mystery Wished it could be....It's still part of we Search and look around my birthplace is torn But England has fallen dusk negates dawn Ship ahoy Lord take me where I lie, don't let my children die Ship ahoy Lord take me where I lie, don't let my children die Ship ahoy, ship ahoy, now they call it perestroika Mandela's free but still can't stop the slaughter Now they call it free trade, free choice for all But the real freedom is ten per cent small Freedom is a song which the caged bird sings They keep the key all we see is the keyring Fooled by the glisten, but the glisten is not gold And I will not buy the beads that I'm sold I stand here stand clear truth be my witness How many Hitlers before you see the litmus Test I won't rest, slave who won't behave And no I want not the freedom of the slave If the East wants the beast let the beast roam Cos in the East the death of the beast was sown You can fool the people that they're equal But you won't fool me with a sequel Ship ahoy Lord take me where I lie, don't let my children die. Ship ahoy Lord take me where I lie, don't let my children die. Don't let my children die Don't let my children die Lord take me where I lie, don't let my children die. don't let my children die children don't let my children die children don't let my children die children