Red Dust Blow Back
Putting poison in our veins; blood red track from heroin train
Supplier anchors hooks; another fish; yet another coffin to plain!
Needle falls; blood seeps; victim falls back; blood spill; like weed it creeps
Arm infected red weed claims another; contamination heeds no sleeps
Red weed feeds at our roots; doesn’t care about our culture; bloods red!
More guns; knives; drugs; guns; knives; drugs; more crime; more dead
Eating at community’s foundation; crumbles; decays; wholes at its core
Parents bury their young; next generation ready to replace as was before
We merge with the dust; driven by the booty; grow with criminal lust
Take the heat; gave it back; gutter blocked with blood; dust to dust
Seein your mum all used up; by that son of a bitch, White Heroin Swan
Someone has to pay the price; letting me down; guess you won
Fork lightning streaks across the sky; penetrates my burnt out heart
Red weed takes hold; chokin; snort another line; where does reality start?
You sit there in cosy housing; comfy little lives; just wonderin’ the answer
I’m the one man crime wave; spreading red weed like a malignant cancer
Ashes to ashes dust to dust, see the community rot and rust
You used to be my neighbour; you let me down; broke the trust
I’ve fallen within dazed misery, shedding tears that I will not taste
There’s a stake through my heart; no longer a past that can be traced
Addicts ride the white swan; feed her; need her; air around fills with blow
Got to have it; blow you away; “But son, I’m your mum”, BOOM, ‘nooooo’
Red dust, veins run dry, messin my mind, don’t cross white line; death
Step away; listen to me brother; always there; don’t make it last breath
Kick back time lady; my turn to say; see my world; to blow back
Red weed now dust in my eye; take your hangin rope and sack
Now take five mister; take your comments; put in a box, fix a lid
Reckon you robbed me of my world; my mum and just bein a kid
Who’ll help the abandoned? The broken; routinely dammed; the forsaken
We’re destroyed; oppressed; phoenix rise; heart beat we will not be taken
Red weed; Red Dust yet another police drugs bust; head crushed
Sister doin ‘cold turkey’; burnt photo of mum; under carpet brushed
I am that **@?>:< who supplied that crack to your kid; a need for speed
Where were my needs? Mum pullin tricks; dad inside; abandoned need?
Saw the ‘white swan’ white dust; went to mum; saw me; pulled a gun
Said he would treat mum right if I stashed white powder; did a run
Mum’s habit grew; need to feed the ‘Red Weed’; got a gun; got a knife
Pressure sent me crazy; red dust covered my room; fired gun; took life
‘White Swan’ kept coming; choking out mum; took him out with my blade
Another swan come; nobody here; night she died; I cried? Society paid
Red dust blew around my mind; lost to my community; community lied
Lost to dark side and the White Swan; that night mum and childhood died
So don’t stick your labels on me; after your society ‘did’ for my family
Together we can choke the heroin train; choke the crime; set streets free
© Phil Golding 06/08