Alan MacGregor - Treadmill

With Australia Day around the corner, we are not only reminded of atrocities committed against the indigenous of the land, but the men and women dragged around the world in the hulls of ships, eating the dead or starving to death, those that survived. got off the boat, put back in chains, made to build their own prisons, dig their own graves while our women were bred for "stock", entire families wiped from history. I respect the Aboriginals and fully acknowledge the history, however not at the cost of my own. We all row to the beat We still dont know the destination, We still dont know the captain We still dont know what will become of us We are still very much all slaves. LYRICS treadmill reading through the books all the lies they let us see the torture the crippling nightmares The countless left at sea the rusted chains that held them the flesh cut down to the bones no end in sight, only death and the whip never again to see home and now that the wheels of times turned theres never a way of going back The names of the families stricken for good their history slips through the cracks now we share the blame with those that beat and enslaved the secrets of robbers and thieves of the land taken by good men to graves no crowns worn here in this foreign place no heather, snow or wild deer And the black man also taken from home where they're killed raped and tortured and it still goes on Chorus x 2 now we share the blame with those that beat and enslaved the secrets of robbers and thieves of the land taken by good men to graves no crowns worn here in this foreign place no heather, snow or wild deer And the black man also taken from home where they're killed raped and tortured and it still goes on chorus x 2