Welcome to the Campbell Township, step right up and stake your claim.
All's for sale, your soul's worth nothing, freedom reigns, just say his name.

Here's a land of old tradition, eighteenth century theories rule:
Freedom yes, our commons no, the Social Contract is for fools.

No debate on dire issues, CanWest doesn't look for truth.
You won't back up their agenda? You're a Special Interest Group!

Old-style heckling politicians shame us daily in the Ledge.
"Honourable Member" title's tarnished; the Hoggs, they'll Bray until the end.

Here's a song for Campbell Township. Burn justice burn.
Here's a song for Campbell Township. Burn neighbour burn.

Here's a song for Campbell Township, women's inequality
Comes from their own working choices: Lynn Stephens says to make more green,

Don't we know the rich get richer? The poor? They get poorer too.
That's the world we've always lived in, work more hours to make do.

Cry the women of the township. Cry the single mothers first.
Compassion isn't on the table: competition proves your worth.

Here's a song for Campbell Township. Burn justice burn.
Here's a song for Campbell Township. Burn mother burn.

Welcome to the Campbell Township: it's our home, not native land.
Plant's in charge of treaty issues, wants us to approve their plan.

Read the silly referendum: either answer grants his wish.
Natives gather, burn the ballots, ballots Reid called amateurish.

Cry the natives of the Township. Cry the totem carvers first.
We stop real negotiating, heap disdain on all your worth.

Here's a song for Campbell Township. Burn justice burn.
Here's a song for Campbell Township. Burn totems burn.

Welcome to the healthy Township, those disabled pull such scams.
Fake some problems, steal our money, Gord will show them who's the man.

Made them prove if they were worthy, trim the lousy scammers off.
Read the silly application: deaths and trauma, few cut off.

Cry the ones who fight attackers. Cry the easy targets first.
23-page forms insult and end all of our common worth.

Here's a song for Campbell Township. Burn justice burn.
Here's a song for Campbell Township. Burn blind man burn.

Booze it up in Campbell Township: Premier drinks and drives all right.
Flashed a tear and said he's sorry; approval polls said he was right.

Welcome to the New World Order! BC Hydro? Sacred trust.
It's the common wealth of millions, something they would never touch.

Sorry, did you think he said that? Sorry, that's not what he thought.
Phoned Accenture, they were happy: trimmed a third and sold it off.

Here's a song for Campbell Township. Burn justice burn.
Here's a song for Campbell Township. Burn integrity burn.

Public sector contracts ripped up: wages are too high, my friend.
Profits in a global world mean privatize and cut, not spend.

HEU's got non-white women; they don't seem to matter much.
Lay them off and hire them back at half the wage and save some bucks.

Good faith's not the Township spirit: words in law are good enough.
When the law says we're all equal, equity is extra fluff.

Here's a song for Campbell Township. Burn justice burn.
Here's a song for Campbell Township. Burn worker burn.

What's the future of our Township? May ’05 will be the time.
Mandela, ANC aren't here; gotta now engage our minds.

What we need? Some new old vision: Pro Rep, civics sense indeed,
Dust off Social Contract lessons, fight this Neo-Con disease.

Love and care for all our neighbours: all deserve some dignity.
Not just for the caring few, progressive taxes make us free.

Here's a song to free the Township! Combat apathy right now.
We can sleep if we're consumers! Citizens though cannot bow!

Copyright 2003, Stephen Buckley
09.28.03, 4.30.05