Butch Hannan.
South Africa Liberated
We are the children of South Africa
We are liberated, and we are free
Safely behind our palisade fences
Safely behind our electric fences
Safely behind our alarm systems
We, the children of South Africa live in fear
We are the children of South Africa
We are liberated, and we are free
Our cars are fitted with alarm systems
Car doors and windows are locked
Our senses forever alert to being hi-jacked
We, the children of South Africa live in fear
We are the children of South Africa
We are liberated, and we are free
In our fortress houses we are robbed
In our fortress houses we are tortured and killed
In our fortress houses our woman are raped
We, the children of South Africa live in fear
We are the children of South Africa
We are liberated, and we are free
Emergency, emergency, call the police
Ring telephone, ring, no answer
We can only say, please do not kill us,
We, the children of South Africa live in fear
Butch Hannan
Butch Hannan
Black Man Please Explain To Me.
Today you have an issue over fees
Today you have an issue over a statement
Today you have an issue over integration
Today you have an issue over canteen food
Today you have an issue over study content
Next day you shout dance, and scream
Next day you disrupt lectures
Next day you assault and intimidate
Next day you hold staff as hostages
Next day you trash the institution
Why do you turn to violence?
Why do you burn cars and tyres?
Why do you break windows?
Why do you break the furniture?
Why why do you burn the library?
Butch Hannan
In South Africa we have a Libido Man.
Young maidens beware of the Libido Man
He is strong, cunning and very charming
He will with words and charisma woo you
He will tickle your fancy until you no longer resist
He will make you another conquest
What number you will never ever know
Nine months down the line you will give birth
Are you number twenty one or twenty two
Young maidens of South Africa beware the Libido Man
Butch Hannan
Help me! Help me! To get on the gravy train,
My child it is easy to get on the gravy train,
You must accept what we teach you,
You must think and talk the way we do,
You must always toe the party line,
You must learn to cheat and tell lies,
You must learn to manipulate the situation,
On graduation you will be deployed,
Into a public post with untold opportunity,
To steal and pilfer the public coffers,
There will be tenders to manipulate,
Expense accounts to plunder,
Travelling allowances to inflate,
Entertainment and more entertainment,
My son, you are now in Aladdin’s cave,
My son, you will be a millionaire.
Butch Hannan
Teacher you were my leader at the time
You told me you would liberate me
To achieve this you taught me disobedience
How to vent my anger on authority
How to practice civil disobedience
How to destroy the institutions of Government
How to blockade roads with burning tyres
How to burn loot and destroy shops
You tell me I am now liberated
But I am now so mixed up in my mind
I am still doing what you taught me
Teacher, Teacher, please Un-Teach me now…
Butch Hannan
