iLL Audio - Divide and Rule
| Title: | Divide and Rule | |
| Catalog: | Dharma Songs | |
| Writer(s): | R. Blake / K.Daley / D.Bowskill | |
| Recorded by: | iLL Audio | |
| Tunecode | 116884FQ | |
| Instrumentation: | Vocal, Guitar, Drums, Synths, Brass, FX | |
| Styles: | Electro, Dubstep, Reggae, Rap | |
| Musical Theme(s): | Grimy, Groovy, Deep | |
| Tempo: | Medium | |
| Lyrical Overview: | Male rap about the inequalities of the world | |
| Lyrical Words Used: | Look at this farce, race, class, gender, nation, what a great mask For divisions of the first and last, rehearsing the task of preserving and serving the past Don't get it twisted, culture's important But when that culture is quickly distorted, To make some less, and some more important To justify the brutality it was taught with It becomes nothing but a myth that was bought with The cost of the iron fist of the tortured So i don't dream of a world Full of rainbow nation little boys and girls Holding hands, claiming they love one another but they don't share power and wealth I dream of a world where Africa's free and my tax isn't used to bomb the Middle East Peace Its divide & rule Trying to turn us into fools But all that we know, We never learn, no In no Babylon school Who's going to save our falling race? Music alone? I dream of a world where particular places Benefit from their own land and labours Where we don't sit and what for a saviour Pacified in internal enslavement Where if we're gonna die on the pavement We die in the fight for self determination I dream of a world where no spiritual system Claims that is has the answer Where we think harder Don't conceive of ourselves as born of a farther I dream of a world where the working classes Learn to think of themselves as their own masters Where human potential is harnessed Regardless of social circumstances Where we're not living in blind fear Married to the blindness of the past ideas But see ourselves as creators Sharing a piece of the creative potential For invention, With what ever we conceive to be our makers Divide and rule, are we that dumb? Or just love being under the thumb? Or under the guns? Is it not obvious we are all one? Yet we succumb to the thunder of guns Mother Earth everyday looses a number of sons You could never count, the number of slums Of buy another day with a number of funds Yet we serve capital, earn capital, burn capital Reserve capital, don't be radical Trying to conceive of a world undivided by capital |
Recordings of this song:
Original
Instrumental