Hay Stax Not Drax

Its time 2 face facts, make trax, put on ur face masks and stop Drax in its trax.

Live life 2 the max, dont b a lax-e-daisy, ickle, fickle melting icicle.

Coal-power stations cover the nations,
Polute the air for next generations,
But wif enuf concentration,
We'll crack the condensation
stax @ Drax power station.

The CO2
Polutes the planet,
From Rio 2
Barlow Common,
So grasp ur scythes guys,
Mow the meadow, on the Common, under the shadow,
Of Drax coal-power conglomo.
And pile the grass into giant hay stax.

When u catch the bug for livin on the land,
U know - when ur heads not buried in the sand,
Take action - a Rio-action to the State,
Organise squats and reclaim the land mate.
Make it great ... fuck the State!

When the party's over @ Drax power station,
And ur feelin blue, still fightin the nation,
Head west, o'er tops to Oxford Rd Station.

In Old Manchester Town,
From Barlow Common 2 Birley Common,
We're taking on ground.

So carry on camping @ Birley squat camps,
In the middle of the city by the BMX ramps.



To Zak from Count Draxula ...
For more info on the Birley Squat camp visit www.fobf.org.uk