Ned Ludd’s Rant (for a World Rebarbarised)

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Alasdair Roberts, Copyright Control

I dreamed a dream and a scurvy dream
A very, very scurvy dream
I dreamed I was Ned Ludd last night
I was trying to put the world to rights
And find the Unifying Theme
A very, very scurvy dream

Saying “the cosmos is desacralised
Now the world must be rebarbarised
The cosmos is desacralised
And the world must be rebarbarised
Now the world must be rebarbarised

Long before this brazen age, this makeshift age of forays
We men took pride to stand beside our solitary glories
Ourselves alone, ourselves alone ‘gainst highwaymen and Tories
Ourselves alone, ourselves alone ‘gainst highwaymen and Tories
Now the age has come to rust, we’ve seen the death of wonder
Now we rob graverobber’s graves and redisplay the plunder
And we fill some dead composer’s staves with irony and thunder

You aborters, you haters, you whores and fornicators
Prepare to be undone, prepare to be undone
Prepare to be undone, prepare to be undone”

That’s only what this old guitar puts into my mouth