THE BULLDOG BREED – Jez Lowe/ Lowe Life Music
“Son of mine, why are you sighing?
What worries and cares are you hiding?”
“Father, the whole world is crying,
It’s dying and no-one takes heed.”
“Ah, but son, there are people in places,
And we don’t know their names or their faces,
But we’re safe in their wealthy embraces,
They call them The Bulldog Breed.
They are the men at the top, my son, they’re The Bulldog Breed,
They are the cream of the crop, my son, they’re The Bulldog Breed,
They’re better than you and than me, my son, they’re The Bulldog Breed,
Genuine top pedigree my son, they’re The Bulldog Breed.”
“Ah but father these people you mention,
Is there nowt they can do as prevention,
To stop all this death and starvation?
If they’re so good, surely they’ll know.”
“Son, they’re working for queen and for country,
They’re too busy too tend all and sundry,
And there’s them born to suffer and go hungry,
My son this has always been so.
But never the men at the top, my son, they’re The Bulldog Breed,
They are the cream of the crop, my son, they’re The Bulldog Breed,
They’re better than you and than me, my son, they’re The Bulldog Breed,
Genuine top pedigree my son, they’re The Bulldog Breed.”
“But father, there must be a lesson,
For there’s darkness on every horizon,
Earth, air and sea full of poison,
Before long this world will be dead!”
“Now son I want no more discussion,
Can’t you stop all this fretting and fussing,
All this talk here of death and destruction,
Tell me, who put such things in your head?”
“It’s from watching those men at the top, old man, that’s The Bulldog Breed,
For they are the ones we must stop, old man, they’re The Bulldog Breed,
They’re no better than you or than me, old man, that’s The Bulldog Breed,
But that’s something that you’ll never see old man, that’s The Bulldog Breed.”