Foster Care Song For Makers Of Industrial / Techno / What ever

Date: 14 Jun 2003 00:11:18 -0700
Newsgroups: rec.music.makers
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If you would like to make your own version of this song please do.
I will be making a web page that will host all versions of the song
with links to your site in thanks.
John Dunn
email-address-deleted
http://afterfostercare.com
SONG - Bound By Confidentiality
INSPIRATION: Catholic/Regular Children's Aid Societies Withholding
Foster Kids Files and Adoption Records
ALBUM - Behind Closed Doors
AUTHOR - John Dunn
MUSIC GENRE - Hard Industrial
MUSICIAN [YOU???]
Contact me if you are an industrial / electronic musician (hard)
email-address-deleted
(Verse)
Children's Aid abducted-us, from-our friends and fam-i-ly
Usin' chainsaws of au-thori-ty, to destroy our family tree
This cruel'n-unusual punishment, dished-to low in-come mothers
"I adopted a beauty, for under thirty-thousand dollars"
(In snotty adopters voice)
(chorus)
Bouuuuuuuund by confi-denti-ality
Whaaaaaaaaat a fuckin' phrase
Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiding sanctioned child abuse
For over fourty-eight thousand fuckin' days
(verse)
They waste a million dollars, on fuckin' legal fees
When they could use that money, to help out families
Once youre placed in foster care, you wind up livin' God knows where
Shipped around like fuckin mail, till sixteen years when you can bail
(Chorus)
Bouuuuuuuund by confi-denti-ality
Whaaaaaaaaat a fuckin' phrase
Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiding sanctioned child abuse
For over fourty-eight thousand fuckin days
(Verse)
To our natural families, we're not allowed to speak
Group Home Staff are too afraid, us dirty-little-rats will squeak
They make our file summar-y, in attempts to satis-fy
They cut out all the shit they did, and leave us with a lie
(Chorus)
Bouuuuuuuund by confi-denti-ality
Whaaaaaaaaat a fuckin' phrase
Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiding sanctioned child abuse
For over fourty-eight thousand fuckin days
(Verse)
They say our files are se-cret, in-order to protect-us
But in re-al-ity, it's so those fuckers can repress us
The longer they procrastinate, in giving us our lives
The bigger and more fortified, become the Crown Ward HIVES!!!!
SWARM!!!
Guitaar / Drums hard core!