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Date: Fri, 13 Dec 1996 11:35:16 GMT
 From: Dat Woodhouse 
 Subject: LYR: Six Ribbons - Victims of Noah
 On 2 Dec 1996  "Vidar Lervaag"  was kind enough to post
 chords and lyrics for Jon English's lovely ballad "Six Ribbons":
 
 Chords:
 Em - D - CMaj7 - Hm???
 Em - Hm - Em - D Em
 (Err, I remember reading somewhere what a "H" chord was....a "B" maybe? Could
 someone please advise.)
 
 Anyway, here's a local Brisband's version with slightly more interesting
 lyrics. If you're offended by the word "fuckin" it would probably be best if
 you went back to your Dr. Seus book for a little while.
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 "Six Ribbons" lyrics by The Victims of Noah
 Originally by Jon English
 
 
 Verse 1 (same as original):
 If I were a minstrel, I'd sing you six love songs
 to tell the whole world of the love that we shared
 
 If I were a merchant, I'd bring you six diamonds
 With six blood red roses, for my love to share
 
 But I am a simple man, a poor common farmer
 So take these six ribbons, to tie back your hair
 
 (break)
 
 Verse 2:
 If I was a terrorist, I'd hijack six airplanes (sp)
 And blow-up an embassy for the cause that we shared
 
 If I was a paedophile, I'd kidnap six children
 Abuse and mistreat them, to show that I care
 
 But I am a simpleton, a drought stricken farmer
 So don't waste my water washing your hair
 
 Toor-a-lee, toor-a-lie, all I can share
 Is six fuckin' ribbons to show that I care
 
 (break)
 
 Verse 3:
 If I was a junkie, I'd score you six grams
 to bang up your arms with the needle we share
 
 If I was a Satanist, I'd slay you six virgins
 And fondle their entrails for a Satanic prayer
 
 But I am a simpleton, a drought stricken farmer
 So don't waste my water washing your hair
 
 Toor-a-lee, toor-a-lie, all I can share
 Is six fuckin' ribbons to tie back your hair.
 
 (break)
 
 Verse 4:
 If I were a Dean Brother, I'd get in my dozer
 And demolish six buildings to show that I cared
 
 If I were a pollie from the National Party
 I'd bring you six cash kits in brown paper bags
 
 But I am a simpleton, a drought stricken farmer
 So don't waste my water washing your hair
 
 Toor-a-lee, toor-a-lie, all I can share
 Is six fuckin' ribbons to tie back your hair
 
 But I am a simpleton, a drought stricken farmer
 So don't waste my water washing your hair
 
 Toor-a-lee, toor-a-lie, all I can share
 ("Oogidy, boogidy" sung as backing to "Tooe-a-lee/lie")
 Is six fuckin' ribbons to tie back your hair
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 To put things in perspective for non-Queenslanders regarding verse 4:-
 The National Party (aka the Country Party), lead by Joh ("don't you worry
 about that") Bjelkie Petersen, ran this sunny state for thirty-odd years with
 a variety of strange policies such as: a gathering of three people or more
 constituted a protest meeting/march which of course wasn't permitted, although
 the Queensland (read National Party's jackbooted bedfellows) Police's use of
 batons and violence to disperse and capture persons involved in any peaceful
 'gathering' was perfectly justified (yeah, right!); speaking to a gathering
 (of nil persons if necessary) in the Queen Street Mall was bound to have you
 arrested (can't quite fathom why this didn't apply to the gatherings of
 religious nuts spewing forth their beliefs just around the corner ?); having
 any involvement at all with a certain community radio station guaranteed
 your very own personal file with Special Branch....you get the picture.
 
 Fortunately, a large portion of this fair state's citizens (a majority wasn't
 required - look for gerrymander in the dictionary folks) eventually woke up to
 the corruption/infection/putridity that was the National Party and their
 not-so-independant law enforcement agency. (In all fairness, this sort of
 thing is bound to happen when any morally inept group is given carte-
 blanche for such a long time).
 
 The sad conclusion to this little tale is..........THEY'RE BAAAAACK !!!
 
 Oh yeah, the Dean Bros. are a Brisbane demolition firm which rose/sunk to
 notoriety towards the end of the National Party's reign of terror by tearing
 down buildings of significant heritage value (most notably the Bellvue Hotel)
 during the middle of the night.