Vandals – The Unseen Tears Of The Albacore




When Humanity creates a hierarchy
Placing blowholes above anemones
When sovereign nations have made it policy
Slaughter anything that goes with wasabe
In the food chain, there is a third rail
Winking at mass murder of the yellowtail
Let ’em suffocate, there’s no intelligence
They don’t jump through hoops for an audience

Say a prayer for the Earth as you make a wish
Who will shed one tear for the tuna fish,
or the thousand other species on the ocean floor?
Does a spot on prime time TV Land
justify the ruination of a fisherman
That could’ve been me cries the albacore

With the carnage sealed hermetically
In the killing fields of local canneries
It’s a Dolphin Safe atrocity