Eliza's Dead ft. Simon Pipe Lyrics

Have you heard Eliza's dead

Have you heard the image that they took

Precious jewels upon her head

Pretty to distract from what they took

Bad mom, sharp shooter

Groomed her daughter

Sixteen, twenty-nine

Reign on, slave trade

Caught her son on kiddie Island

for fun

Saint James, Colonizer killed her daughter

Just to put it light

They like to take their time

One-fifty thousand died

Tell me where those little kids go

Mother mercy beat them to a pulp

Tell me how can you eat

Tell me how can you sleep

Have you heard Eliza's dead

Have you heard the image that they took

Precious jewels upon her head

Pretty to distract from what they took

Have you heard Eliza's dead

Have you heard the image that they took

Precious jewels upon her head

Pretty to distract from what they took

They like to take their time

One-fifty thousand died

Tell me how can you eat

Tell me how can you sleep

Have you heard Eliza's dead

Have you heard the image that they took

Precious jewels upon her head

Pretty to distract from what they took