A song about John Howard the Australian Prime Minister
Austalia, Metal, Rock, Sabbath, SOAD, Very pro sounding act from Canberra
Band: COD
Website: www.cod.nospono.com
email: cod@nsopono.com
Vocals - Arv
Guitar - Robbie Neil
Drums - Nathan
Bass - Iain
Guitar - Simon
After a few underground demo releases Where's the Peace is the
first full length album from Canberra's COD. This project has
seen the band team up with Gordon and REDSUN studio's to
produce an entirely local and fully professional recording to
compliment the bands big sound and guitar driven metal style.
COD's style is somewhat hard to describe big guitars and clasic
metal sounds from aggressive all the way to mellow,
traditional sounding vocals comparable to Black Sabbath and
SOAD. Even drumming that somtimes belongs in a grind core
band COD have proved (in the past) they can just about play
any style. But with the release of Where's the Peace the song
writting of the band has matured and some tight polished
ripping rock/metal classic's have emerged.
Where's the Peace is full of political undertones and social
commentary and is a culmination of the last 4 years of
refinement for the nation capital's COD. Who are currently
trying to promote and gain some sort of distribution for the
CD.
Where's the Peace is definetly a sublime crossover of sounds true
to its metal roots pushing new boundaries in Metal Music in Australia.
Story behind the song
This song is about John Howard and how he has performed as PM of Australia
Lyrics
COD - Ode to the Crooked One
from Where's the Peace 2004
Track 05 - Ode to the Crooked One
I was born,
In 1974.
The year he won,
The Sydney seat of Bennelong.
Backbencher,
Couldn't have been much of an adventure.
One year on,
Came the dismissal of Gough Whitlam.
And so then it began,
His life in Government.
Didn't take him too long,
To rise to prominence.
Eighties when,
You spent time in opposition.
From where you,
Opposed Asian immigration.
List goes on,
The deceit and all you've done wrong.
From now on,
You'll be known as the crooked one.
And you fooled us again,
A conservative plan.
Full of narcissism
Lock up child refugees,
Mandatorily.
On the food that they eat,
They must pay G.S.T.
Don't understand how you got in.
Why did anyone vote for you?
Your performance is appauling.
That is why we must say to you...
Oh what a chode,
So this is an ode,
To the crooked one.
Treasurer when,
Malcolm's P.M.,
And then 13 years on.
Oh by default,
You're catapult,
Into number #1.
I can't understand,
Why you're the man,
That they call honest Jon.
So let it be told,
Through an ode,
To the Crooked One.
About this war,
That you want,
With the tyrant Saddam.
There's more to gain,
For us all,
Through peaceful resolution.
But instead you're,
Tryin' to become,
George Bush's bum chum.
And all the while,
You still deny,
Reconcilliation.
It's you they despise,
And that's given rise,
To Pauline's One Nation.
Oh what a chode,
So this is an ode,
To the crooked one.
Treasurer when,
Malcolm's P.M.,
And then 13 years on.
Oh by default,
You're catapult,
To number #1.
I can't understand,
Why you're the man,
That they call honest John.
