30 years ago today, the big bash in the square,

Thousands of people were there,

Shouting and chanting give thought a chance,

Change is in the air I feel it in my water,

But after a few weeks the boss was pissed off,

And said Tanks for the memories but you need to go,

They swept in shooting, cleaning, pushing to and fro,

Many fell and then the death knells toll,

The lifeless bodies crushed and broken,

And after 30 years it’s never spoken,

About the day that hope died,

But many people could not believe, many cried,

Now it’s a myth a rumour, a cancer, a tumour,

That’s been cut from the body to keep it healthy,

Keep the sheep in the dark, let them get wealthy,

Will they every know, do they really care,

Now is important, the price has been paid.