Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Porrohman
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carl Allen
Songwriter
Lyrics
They called it progress
Painting greed to look like art
They turned our futures red
And tore our children's dreams apart
Raced on down the road to hell
They didn't have a soul to sell
And progress ripped our hearts out
Their progress ripped our hearts out
Progress ripped our hearts out
They called it progress
Protected by elected
Ineffective, avaricious cheats
Who peddled lies broke promises
So they could steal their seats
Took no responsibility
Gave guaranteed impunity
And progress ripped our hearts out
Their progress ripped our hearts out
Their Progress ripped our hearts out
They called it progress
Would the ghosts of Kilmainham ever forgive
That you abused their gift
They sowed a precious seed
Did they give their lives on vain
For a freedom you betrayed
Our leader laughs at suicide
His capos snigger by his side
Corruption grabbed democracy
And took it for a lonely ride
With a twisted shameless pride
They watched their country fold and die
And progress ripped our hearts out
Their progress ripped our hearts out
And Progress ripped our hearts out
They called it progress
Writer(s): Carl Allen
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