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Four Walls - in support of Pussy Riot

The more I read about the Pussy Riot trial, the more helpless I feel.
I felt like I wanted to do something to show my moral support - however trivial this might seem.

I’ve been listening to tons of Cold Chisel recently and have always been a great fan of Don Walker’s songwriting. (If you’ve never heard of them: they’re rock gods in Australia. Check ‘em out.)
This song Four Walls seems very appropriate. I found a way to wrestle with the original melody.

Anyway, here’s my little home demo solo version of Four Walls.

Four Walls

They’re calling time for exercise
Round her Majesty’s hotel
The maid’ll hose the room out
While I’m gone
I never knew such luxury
Before my verdict fell
Four walls, washbasin, prison bed

Well the Bathurst riots ended
When they clubbed the rebels down
And in every congregation
There was silence
You can hear the angels singin’
When Christmas comes around
Four walls, washbasin, prison bed

I love to march while some Nazi calls the time
Who’d wanna go home

I can’t see
I can’t hear
They’ve burnt out all the feeling
I’ve never been so crazy
And it’s just my second year
Four walls, washbasin, prison bed

Thanks for listening.

18 August 2012 ·