A.B. Original - Report to the Mist lyrics

Again and again, again and again
You know they're killing us, right?
Gorillas, gorillas, report to the mist

We got a team with us
You thought we were the good ones
Stepping on our side
That's where you put a foot wrong
Roll call, report for duty
Roll call, report for duty
We got a team with us
You thought we were the good ones
Stepping on our side
That's where you put a foot wrong
Roll call, report for duty
Roll call, report for duty

"Australia never had a bad past"?
Where the fuck did I get these scars?
Where the fuck you keep those whips?
How the fuck can I smoke cigars?
Who does he think he is?
What kind of message he sent to the kids?
(Fuckin' nerd)
Do what you want when you want
And take their money until you're rich
I been out of fucks to give since '86
(Told, no fucks) what the fuck is this?
Death by cop for a traffic stop
And all I'm sayin' is, "Fuck the pigs"
Oh, no shouldn't say that
Oh, no that'll come back
Oh, no I know ASIO are listenin' and
I could catch one in the back
If you're Aboriginal in the divisional
Odds are that they plan on killin' you coon
You're just paper work
You'll be in the dirt soon
And they'll get sent away on a paid holiday
Funded leave brother, please
"Fuck the police" is the least I'm gonna say

Gorillas, gorillas
That's the least, fuck the police
Gorillas, gorillas
That's what the system is
The 'just us' system
Again and again, every day
Gorillas, gorillas
Built to put you inside, keep them out
Gorillas, gorillas that's the sickness

I said true that, listen here though
They wanna make y'all disappear though
Dialing 'M' for murder
Heard that triple-zero, fuckin' hero
Get it clear though, that gets buried
The blacker the berry, the more in the dark
Walk into court's a walk in the park
Hand on my heart, balls in my palm
I'm charged with being black and always
Tryin' to say my peace (Say what?)
They wanna hold me back but suck
My dick and c'est la vie now can I breathe?
(Uh, uh) Well, can I breathe? (Uh, uh)
Am I charged? (Uh, uh) Well, can I leave?

Gorillas, gorillas
There's no such thing as a good cop
No such thing as a good police officer
Gorillas, gorillas there's good people
Gorillas, gorillas
The whole system? It doesn't work for us
There's no such thing as a justice system
Gorillas, gorillas it's the legal system

Oh, no, oh, yeah
Tell me, how can it be so fair
That we dying younger
Hiding from the police man over there?
Just for breathing in the air
They wanna leave me in the chair
Electric shocking, body rocking
Beat Street-ing me to death
Mr Policeman! Motherfuck you and
That whole precinct
The sergeants and inspectors who
Protects us from protectors
Said there's a glimpse of hope
Then you ain't talking to them kids
Said gorillas, gorillas, report to the mist

My disorder's distorted
To the mist I'm reportin'
I put my brother boys on 'cause
I can afford it
They say they treatin' us equal
But they don't treat us like people
These devils are evil
They got me hatin' their beagles
The blacker the berry, the bigger the charge
The whiter the lies, the deeper facade
The whiter the crime, the looser the cuffs
And the blacker the skin
And that noose is for us

We got a team with us
You thought we were the good ones
Stepping on our side
That's where you put a foot wrong
Roll call, report for duty
Roll call, report for duty
We got a team with us
You thought we were the good ones
Stepping on our side
That's where you put a foot wrong
Roll call, report for duty
Roll call, report for duty

Gorillas, gorillas
(You thought we were the good ones)
Gorillas, gorillas
(That's where you put a foot wrong)
Gorillas, gorillas (Report for duty)
Gorillas, gorillas (Report for duty)