FRED NAGEL LYRICS

1. Introduction

[Spoken]

2. Just Another Day

An early morning sweat
pouring like a shower
If only the land was as moist as my skin

But it's not!

So wake up, dry off, take a shower then dry off
It's off to work, because it's time
for a good early morning sweat

Heave! Lift! Leave! Swift!
Inching forward, inching upward
Mother nature now wields her control
Crying from the sky!
Swift comes the storm!

Everybody standing outside
a beautiful high veld storm has arrived
Temperatures, ever so high
Finally show signs, they start to subside

An early morning shower
Tin roof perspires
Dancing with raindrops, the land comes alive

Cattle that was grazing, now wet and grazing,
sheep in the barn now relieved of the blazing
Fury through the night, the storm still in flight
The racket that's keeping me awake
Dawn now approaches, like a flock full of vultures
Before it the storm will surely flake

A moment of peace, a wonderful break
Now look at the puddle that once was a lake
Tomorrow the boss has a new field to rake
and in the sun, I'll receive another early morning sweat

Now the setting is clear,
and we pray for a better year but in the end
It's all in just another day

3. Ballade Van ‘n Boepens

Broeders van die nasie
vriende van die land
Boer met my spinasie
Met my voete in die sand
Vryheid van die pommies
ons het van hul ontsnap
Tog sien ek vir Isiah
soos hy in die warm son stap

Ons is hulpeloos
Ons Z.A.R is uit ons greep gesteel
Ek dink nog terug toe dit veilig was
om op die straat te speel
Daai dae is nou verby
en dit lyk dan nou vir my
Dat ons saam moet staan
soos 'n span op die lewe se doellyn

Die slagoffers van die volk
My woede sal geen ander mens vertolk
My siel is gekwes, maar ek loer steeds wes
Na die sonsondergang oor Beauford Wes.

Maar dit help nie
Die swartes het die langer lont getrek
Ja, dit help nie
Die swart man wat nogsteeds my grond bewerk

Onthou nog in die ou dae
Het niemand teruggepraat
Isiah het gewerk soos gewoonlik
en ekt gevreet soos 'n vraat
Die lewe was so maklik
sonder twyfel oor die staat
En saans op my king-size
op my boepens le ek plat
Kaffers wat net voortplant
verwoes nou my vaderland
Die skerwe van die Broederbond
is nou net deel van die sand

Jou lied is sterk maar jou werkers is sterker
Daarom noem ek jou 'n rassistiese tiet
Wees eerlik met jouself, jy is vraatsig en bederf
Spreek uit op hul, geen liefde, net verdriet

Want ons is hulpeloos en verraai
Ons land word soos 'n 308 ontlaai
Dit is natuurlik vir my innig tragies
Want ek besit die nasie
en ek soek maar net my spasie
Want vir die wit man was Europa net te klein

4. Political Crimes

I will gladly state
I will gladly not vote for the state
You might think it's crime
But I don't want my hands covered in slime

But I have no voice
I'm not even given any choice
These politics
These politicians live just like rats

So what If I cast my cross into the pit
what makes a difference, the cross or the culprit?
Give me a nation where it works
Democracy, that is, it is the greatest hoax

ANC is king
The victory song that no-one else will sing
Two thirds majority
Honestly, what change will my vote bring?

Well, so what If I cast my cross into the pit?
I mean, what makes a difference, the cross or the culprit?
Give me one nation where it works
This so-called democracy. I mean, it is the greatest of hoaxes.
Hoaxes... is that even a word? Whatever, that's not even the point!
The point that I'm trying to make is that I don't believe any more
in democracy than I believe in the Moon landings
...or Bigfoot
...or second chances in relationships

Sure, I don't agree with where we are
And where the power lies could be the cause of our demise
Indoctrination, propaganda, lies
Leave the public brainwashed through their suffering
Political crimes

I regret to say
We may not see the change we dearly crave
But sitting on the fence
is far worse of a national offence

5. Taken

Sun on the windowpane
Slowly eating away
How I wished you'd stay, I miss you every day
But now I bellow, Why'd you gone astray?

Alone I walk in this field
Where friends had lived and by law, we had a shield
My love, my dear, a piece of me has died
And my feet burn on the roadside

'Cause I look to the days of laughter
Fueled by heavy beer
Sitting round the Weber,
The smell of leather in the air

But now it seems the time has died of age
I'm sorry that we had to part this way,
My Beauty, Mercedes Benz.

E63 AMG

You carried me to work
Because then of course you were a company perk
When it rained and you got dirty,
I would wash you!
Eish nee, Jabulani sal hom vir jou was.

I kept you oiled and your belly fed,
I remember the time you had a broken leg
That bliksem Frank, yes the Hi-Q Man,
He doesn't know a thing about you

Without you I cannot fall asleep
on your perfectly clad German leather backseat
My life must end, I've never felt so on-end
Now that you're away because some man stole my pay

So when all is said and done, a new day will have to come
Before the setting of the sun, I'll buy myself a better one.

6. White Genocide

Look, our skin is so white, it shimmers in the sun
And with hate we train our children
Division, now that is the purest form of society
We maintain: We don't fit your system
Our beliefs are built on supremacy
Our God-given Aryan beauty
Behold, the land that we invaded
Now claim back, because we do not steal

"Jou baas? Haha. Is jy swart? 'n Wit man het nie 'n baas nie.
'n Wit man het 'n kollega."

So as you should know, there's two types of people
Racists and those who are blind
And if you should ever think otherwise
you're either black or have no mind
Categorize the land in two
To maintain the order of who is who
In this joke of a country, our third world circus

The colour spectrum separates in two
So you tell me that there is other cultures? It cannot be true.
The rainbow nation is simply a myth
There is nothing else that I can ever work with
And there is no one else that carries any worth
From the bottom of my heart
I will pray that we stay apart

So Kommando Korps is waar ons groei
En vir hierdie lieflike volk sal ons nog natuurlik bloei
So Gee vir my net een toespraak, gee vir my net een uur
Dan weet al hierdie nat lip laaities wat soek hul hier
Vir Volk en Vaderland

Now we will see what you're really made of
with your bravery torn apart, bare
See if there is something more to this inbred old man
who is hiding in his lair

Ek glo in die Heilige Gees
Laat ons vry van swart van vlees
Ek glo aan 'n heilige algemene Christelike kerk
Die welstand van 'n blanke is waartoe ons werk
Die gemeenskap van die heiliges
Ons ras staan by mekaar
Die opstanding van die vlees
Afrikaans in bloed en daad
Die vergewing van sondes
in 'n Afrikaner staat
En in 'n ewige lewe
In Orania

I can't believe we simply look away
While men like these are left to stay
To poison the minds of innocent boys
With far right views, with minds they play
The fire of discrimination is fueled
By ignorant bastards who make askew
The values of rigor and pride and power to
Throw in more wood to the hell-blazing fire that rages between me and you.

So I am a post apartheid child
But I see the way things are
Leaving all your ethics behind
Only so you can trample upon
the ones who are already scarred
So you say that you form no part
And in this great country you have no heart
Then let me make it simple
In the easiest terms I will spell it out:
Get the fuck out of my country!

Red October, a beautiful parade
Joining in daylight, a race that's about to fade
"We are oppressed and we need to stand tall
And with our raised fists our statement is made
This is a crisis, a white genocide
Of thousands of people who's children have cried"

Tell me what makes you so special?
And why do you have to make it racial?
Our country is crippled and you somehow think
that the whites are the only ones suffering
Think about townships that yearn for the slightest nutrition
that you take for granted, the people whose lives are
destroyed at the hand of corruption.

7. The Career

"South Africa's policy of black economic empowerment (BEE)
is not simply a moral initiative to redress the wrongs of the past.
It is a pragmatic growth strategy that aims to realise the country's
full economic potential while helping to bring the black majority into the economic mainstream."

"No economy can grow by excluding any part of its people,
and an economy that is not growing cannot integrate all of its citizens in a meaningful way"

"Through its BEE policy, the government aims to achieve the following objectives:
Empower more black people to own and manage enterprises. Enterprises are regarded
as black-owned if 51% of the enterprise is owned by black people,
and black people have substantial management control of the business."

Air con!
Coffee!
Cinnabon!
Moffie!
Fuck you!
Racist!
Office!
Play this!

So, i got this fancy new job ne!
sitting in a chair and blowing bubbles in the air.
My boss he's a really really really nice man
He gave me lots of guidance for our newest business plan.

"Find us an investor, oh the plan is so defiant.
But of course we will make sure that he is BEE compliant."
If our plans work out, this man will pump us full of cash.
Then we laugh and dance and eat and drink and spend it on our ass.

So thank you, F.W. de Klerk! And thank you to everyone who shot him in the back
B and a double E, the alternate spelling for the word Democracy
And Thank you, Hendrik Verwoerd, Without you this country wouldn't be where it should
If it hadn't been for you, I'd still be living in Soweto.

They took away our country, our homeland and our pride
And built it full of roads on which my BMW rides
Now it's time to take back all the riches we have lost
from these post-apartheid children who got turned down for my job post.

Freedom, equality and justice shall reside
within this new certificate, my modern assegai
You have an opinion that you'd like me to consider?
Silly minority, I'm busy, got an email to reply.

8. Civillisation

They told me the free water isn't safe to drink
And sold me some new ones in bottles that blink
A bottle that's made in a factory of plastic
That pollutes all of the free drinking water that washes down my sink

The night skyline seems to be on fire
Burning our coal to take our kind higher
We are diurnal beings but yet
This is the goal to which we aspire

Can't you see this great error of logic?
To purify ourselves we make the drinking water toxic
The driving by lorry, the pumping, the taxes
The refrigeration in malls fueled by assets
Now tell me, is that Valpré still healthy?

I seriously hate E-tolls
The financial strain is taking its toll
The Belgians are taking our money away
Our president bathes all his guilt away
In money that he stole from the country he leads
to disarray

Can't you see this great error of logic?
To account for the land's debt you rob the public
Gantries that hang over freeways like gallows
Unwilling citizens' lifeblood it swallows
Now tell me, is the system still wealthy?

9. Brothers

Brothers, so here we sit
A collection of colours each with its own wit
Lashing out at the other
With words his throat must be slit

Oh, we are so blind
I can't believe how we struggle to find a compromise
Find a way to let the strain of Man unwind
Afloat on a wind-still lake
No current to pull us
Independent beings aware that we should join ranks
But instead we choose to swim away from the banks.

Trying to flee is futile
Your mark has been made and your gravestone is carved
Abandon this land that's so fertile?
You coward, you fool, your soul will be starved

Can you please tell me why do we hate each other?
And can you tell me why it is so Goddamn hard
to call each other brother?

Look at our beautiful country
A powerful symbol of might
Now see how our people are raping
each other and the land in the night
Can we not slow down
And love our neighbour as asked from heaven far above
So we sit with our heads in the past
Appreciate the land so vast

So I'll ask again:
Can you please tell me why do we hate each other?
And can you tell me why it is so Goddamn hard
to call each other brother?

Realize that all we needed is compassion for each other
A timeless connection like the love that you see between brothers?







FRED NAGEL LYRICS