From the recording Tear It Down (Nashville version)
Released on 31st December 2020 @ 11pm the same time that UK left the EU. This song was recorded in Nashville as part of The Nashville Calling album sessions but I left it off the album because of its contentious theme. The release might have carried more weight if there was no deal Brexit but still it also marks 100 years of a border been drawn up on the island of Ireland. The British destroyed many a nation with pompous privileged fools drawing border lines through tribal and religious territories without thinking through the consequences like India, The middle east and across the continents of Africa and Asia. I often wonder how history would have played out differently without their interference and influence of carving up countries and map drawing. I say - Tear It Down - all borders and walls that divide us.
Lyrics
Tear it down
No need for guns or bombs this time
Every man, woman, child will stand in line
From every hamlet, village and border town
With our bare hands we’re gonna tear it down
We will not heed your Tory orders
No more walls , barricades or borders
Your rule Britannia and your crown
With our bare hands we’re gonna tear it down
As u sit in your robes lords in London
Making plans that will end up in a sunder
You arrogant pompous privileged fools
Your days are over of divide and rule
You don’t care what happens on the island of Ireland
You destroyed many nations down through the ages.
Manipulative scheming machiavellian ways
Your tired old tactics from your colonial days
We will not heed your Tory orders
No more walls , barricades or borders
Your rule Britannia and your crown
With our bare hands we’re gonna tear you down
Your empire has crumbled
And thankfully long gone
But your cruelty not forgotten
Through memory and song
Cromwell, Trevelyan, Churchill, Thatcher
Those names will haunt the psyche of nations forever
Your history white washed, Knighthoods for the unsavoury
While you inflicted famine, war, torture and slavery,
Your Karma is coming for all of your crime
You hard brexiteers will pay, it’s a coming the time