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The Harrowing of the North
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Peak #111
Peak in subgenre #13
Author
Neil O'Brien
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July 30, 2011
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It's the Harrowing of the North That land beyond the law Raped and ruled by robber barons From the Humber to the Forth And as a matter of course They never show remorse For the havoc they wreak Everytime they come north Truth in our hands like a stone So let's cast it The Harrying has lasted Since William the Bastard, With the South in his hands, And the capital mastered, Turned his armies on the North - And then trashed it A hundred thousand dead Hunger haunting our homes Crows filling the sky Dogs gnawing on bones A statement of intent Since set down in stone Their castles loom over the land And in the shadows we groan It's the Harrowing of the North That land beyond the law Ruled and raped by robber barons From the Humber to the Forth And as a matter of course They never show remorse For the havoc they wreak Everytime they come north And from then to now These are liminal lands Often changing hands With the shifting sands Of their power struggles And the rival demands Of competing elites And their money-grubbing scams Kings never came north Unless marching to war Cannon fodder in the army Is what northerners are for Cheap labour, cheap lives Out of sight out of mind In the dark, satanic mills And the deepest coal mines Our blood and sweat's The foundation of this nation When we claim our share We're told remember our station On the fields at Peterloo They said reform was the solution But General Ludd's lads Were drilling for the Revolution And why not, eh? We know they're never on our side: Cavaliers on the Wear, gunboats on the Tyne Merseyside went all out for the general strike And a hundred pit villages have been left to die It's the Harrowing of the North That land beyond the law Ruled and raped by robber barons From the Humber to the Forth And as a matter of course They never show remorse For the havoc they wreak Everytime they come north We won't forget the miners Or ever forgive Thatcher The b*** will get lynched If justice ever catches her From Ashington to Orgreave A class war was fought The state against the people A second Harrowing of the North Go to Easington now, man There's nothing f*** ing there Just smack and dereliction And the cold sea air All over the north You can still get a taste Of what the Dome's Day Book meant by "This land is waste"
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