Ozi Batla - Time To Face The Truth lyrics

You make sure your blokes don't go walkabout on Saturday, I want everyone there at least an hour before the game It ain't like that no more What? I said, it's not like that anymore What's not...? Yo can't see what's not incarceration And yet not one cop yet to be locked up Palm Island lock up, look up, the sky's falling Change courts, look the law's talking Saying nothing that we ain't heard before In my hood, the police step out the car door Is it too hard? Or is that what you're there for? Racial profile? Huh, and therefore Assumptions get made Man it must've been a good dose of hate Made the country this way Know they took the children away And there's still two systems of justice to this day Sorry - see, that's a long way from sovereignty White fellas still get away with robbery Seems like we need a big corroboree Well we don't have to turn our backs on the apology You can turn away or you can try to end the pain If you can see how it really is No time to entertain thoughts with one-blood yes of course We're off-course as it is Sun beats down and burns the white skin Forefathers armed with sticks of lightning Disease and booze with dehumanising Cold iron of an empire rising As pale as skin as pale as d**h Got swept like floodwater down full of blood We kidnapped children That's what our enlightened pilgrims did They k**ed them This genocide – God's work We don't know a thing about shame Just Darwin's supreme Pa** the blame like we share a dispute The racism inherent in the endless cycle How can we celebrate Cook's arrival? Now a whole people celebrate mere survival What if your brother was doomed? 'd you be like Kev Carmody, he planned his own eulogy We're disgracefully so far along With half-hearted attempts to address the wrong This is your land I'm on. We owe much more than money But that's where we're restarting from You can turn away or you can try to end the pain If you can see how it really is No time to entertain thoughts with one-blood yes of course We're off-course as it is I said, it's not like that anymore What's not... Youse white fellas telling us black fellas what to do So much work to do So much pain still My heart cries out for you No more excuses No more blindfolds We've got a job to do I'm so sorry, we're so sorry It's time to face the truth It's waaay overdue You can turn away or you can try to end the pain If you can see how it really is No time to entertain thoughts with one-blood yes of course We're off-course as it is I'm so sorry We're so sorry It's time to face the truth