The Back-Street Abortionists


The Back-Street Abortionists

There was a time you could go and see a back-street abortionist
A time you could go and see a back-street abortionist
Have your unborn baby killed by a back-street abortionist
But we left those 'dark days' behind!

There was a time you’d be imprisoned as a back-street abortionist
A time you’d be imprisoned as a back-street abortionist
Killin' babies was illegal while there were some who supported it
But we left those 'dark days' behind!

Lord Steele had an idea he said,
“Let’s move the abortionists!”
Said: “Here’s an idea! Let’s move the abortionists!”
So we moved the abortionists and for over 40 years
Let them kill babies noon, sunset, sunrise

Oh, whatever happened to those back-street abortionists?
Whatever happened to those back-street abortionists?
Maybe they just became the front-street abortionists
As they were told that they had ‘served their time’

Now you can go and see your front-street abortionist
You can go and see your front-street abortionist
Have your unborn babies killed by your front-street abortionist
 'Cos nothing’s sacred, not even your baby’s life!

Kill your babies at the front-street abortionists!
Kill your babies at the front-street abortionists!
Kill your babies at the front-street abortionists!
That’s the message of ‘Abortion Rights’!
Kill your babies at the front-street abortionists!
Say, “It’s my body!”
As they sling a bag of babies in!
Cry, "It's my body!"
As they sling another bag of babies in!
Into the bin outside!

Kill your babies at the front-street abortionists!
Kill your babies at the front-street abortionists!
Say, “It’s my choice!”
No, dear, its the choice of the abortionist
The one with the pills, hoover, knife
The one who takes your baby’s life
The ones who used to be 'inside'
In those 'dark days' when child murder was a crime

(Optional Extra Verse)

Lord Steele
Here's an idea!
Let's close the abortionists!
Here's an idea!
Let's move the abortionists!
Let's move the abortionists, back where they really oughta sit
In a prison cell for their crime
Until they've really 'served their time'
 Then we can say: 'We've left those dark days behind...'



Comments

Left-footer said…
Bravo! The Lord's troubador!

Keep composing and singing. God bless!
Lynda said…
Very moving.