1. Mulesing

From the recording On a wire


It’s a hot, hot day in summers masquerade The rain is falling down and the place is steamin’ To your surprise, in a thousand eyes These female flies are up for breeding

Oh the flies… Start laying eggs Oh the flies, way up high, start laying eggs…

Without the fear, the female appears She is ready and she not waiting An amazing sight, but not a sheep’s delight To horrible to even mention

The larvae form, then the maggots born Underneath the skin with out warning The sheep will roam, with no help or home If they get fly blown, death is glory

So all the lights are upon the knife To prevent fly strike but under scrutiny Mulesing is a short-term pain For a life of complete cruelty