Little loomers Songtext

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Little Loomers
Spinning That Rug
Day Into Night
Keep The Looms Going
Run Run Little Loomers
Little Fingers Bleed
Little Eyes Go Blind
Dare Not Be Slowing
Run Run Little Loomers
Beat 'em Anyway
Kill One Or Two
Just For Example
Run Run Little Loomers
Their Only Dream
A Bombay Slum
Maybe Salvation
Run Run Little Loomers
Weaving The Rug Underneath Western Feet
Are The Children Who Slave Hear Them Weep As They Weave
Beating Them Daily The Slave Owner Screams
At The Cipher Who Pauses When His Fingers Bleed
Some Try To Run They're Killed Or They're Maimed
The Looms Keep On Running There's Gold To Be Made
Maybe Today We'll Get Some Rice
Maybe Today We'll Pick The Lice
Maybe Today We'll See Sunlight
Maybe Today We'll Get To Die