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A song about Emigration and it's affect on the Irish psyche.

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They pledged their hearts to the opening door of the world. As the holds and souls of home pushed them over the threshold. To board the train, the ship, the plane and their packed up lives aboard. To places where they hide their nature and must feed from the hand of the oppressor. They walked the paths of millions before of empty pockets and endless wrench. Knowing those who have known them, will never know them again.
Nor see the lines etch their face with passing year. Not share the time as life flies towards death. Barely remembered by those left behind. Their blood is just blood as ours is just blood. Their history is not as others history. Their hurt is not as others pain. But they must play the fool, The Scholar. The one who wears the mask must feign and do what must be done to forget and see the path as plain.
For the ones who hold the purse strings and power to hold them tight. Must banish the young to shores and cities. Lest they begin to turn and see and cut the strings that bind us all to civil war memory. Now a disease keeps the young on the once green isle, the truth now plain to see that those who hold the power are shadows formed from greed. They sell the land that is not theirs, yet keep the wrecks that blight and deny the needs of so many now that live nowhere and feed their children on the streets. Just one old forest stands now, as the rest are hewn for lumber. As our youth were cut from the register to let the leaders slumber. No more can we lose our shining children. The minds of poetry and science. The hands of art that none can mimic. Let us rise together and take our places. Join our hands and many faces and look with wrath upon the Dáil. Then take action to save us all from the boat, the plane, the endless drain. The family's broken, a nation's stain.

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released May 13, 2022
Produced by Dr. Asparagus Montague.
Violin by Post Punk Podge.
Sound manipulation by Dr. Asparagus Montague Lyrics by Dr. Asparagus Montague Mastered by Richard Dowling

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Post Punk Podge & The Technohippies Limerick, Ireland

Post Punk Podge & The Technohippies is a figment of punk and An Post's imagination a singer/rapper/musician from Limerick. His goal is to turn the symbol of the brown envelope from a symbol of corruption, deception and greed into a symbol of self-expression, defiance and laughter. The Technohippies are his accomplices. ... more

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