| Song | Displacement Song |
| Artist | Liz Green |
| Album | O, Devotion! |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Pack | |
| The rumor was spreading through town | |
| They were coming in numbers to tear this place down | |
| To the ground | |
| There they come in their twos and their threes | |
| With their guns in the front so you can’t fail to see | |
| Can’t stay now you, got to carry all you can take | |
| For they’re on, they’re on, they’re on the uptake | |
| Don’t look to me you’ve got to carry your own weight | |
| For they’re on, they’re on, they’re on their way | |
| So we’re standing in line with our pots and our pans | |
| And the sink if you can | |
| And the children your one free hand | |
| And many miles later | |
| I’ve worn out my shoes | |
| So the heals are all blistered and hardened and bruised | |
| From the war | |
| You’d better keep up | |
| Can’t stay now you, got to carry all you can take | |
| For they’re on, they’re on, they’re on the uptake | |
| Don’t look to me you’ve got to carry your own weight | |
| For they’re on, they’re on, they’re on their way | |
| And I don’t mind the fighting | |
| But all we’ve got are the rocks | |
| But the sticks and the stones | |
| But they don’t break the bones | |
| When they hit | |
| So quieten your voices | |
| And stamp out your fires | |
| We’ll be sleeping by day | |
| And we’ll travel on that night | |
| Keep up the good fight | |
| Can’t stay now you, got to carry all you can take | |
| For they’re on, they’re on, they’re on the uptake | |
| Don’t look to me you’ve got to carry your own weight | |
| For they’re on, they’re on, they’re on their way | |
| Don’t look to me you’ve got to carry your own weight | |
| For they’re on, they’re on, they’re on their way |
| Pack | |
| The rumor was spreading through town | |
| They were coming in numbers to tear this place down | |
| To the ground | |
| There they come in their twos and their threes | |
| With their guns in the front so you can' t fail to see | |
| Can' t stay now you, got to carry all you can take | |
| For they' re on, they' re on, they' re on the uptake | |
| Don' t look to me you' ve got to carry your own weight | |
| For they' re on, they' re on, they' re on their way | |
| So we' re standing in line with our pots and our pans | |
| And the sink if you can | |
| And the children your one free hand | |
| And many miles later | |
| I' ve worn out my shoes | |
| So the heals are all blistered and hardened and bruised | |
| From the war | |
| You' d better keep up | |
| Can' t stay now you, got to carry all you can take | |
| For they' re on, they' re on, they' re on the uptake | |
| Don' t look to me you' ve got to carry your own weight | |
| For they' re on, they' re on, they' re on their way | |
| And I don' t mind the fighting | |
| But all we' ve got are the rocks | |
| But the sticks and the stones | |
| But they don' t break the bones | |
| When they hit | |
| So quieten your voices | |
| And stamp out your fires | |
| We' ll be sleeping by day | |
| And we' ll travel on that night | |
| Keep up the good fight | |
| Can' t stay now you, got to carry all you can take | |
| For they' re on, they' re on, they' re on the uptake | |
| Don' t look to me you' ve got to carry your own weight | |
| For they' re on, they' re on, they' re on their way | |
| Don' t look to me you' ve got to carry your own weight | |
| For they' re on, they' re on, they' re on their way |
| Pack | |
| The rumor was spreading through town | |
| They were coming in numbers to tear this place down | |
| To the ground | |
| There they come in their twos and their threes | |
| With their guns in the front so you can' t fail to see | |
| Can' t stay now you, got to carry all you can take | |
| For they' re on, they' re on, they' re on the uptake | |
| Don' t look to me you' ve got to carry your own weight | |
| For they' re on, they' re on, they' re on their way | |
| So we' re standing in line with our pots and our pans | |
| And the sink if you can | |
| And the children your one free hand | |
| And many miles later | |
| I' ve worn out my shoes | |
| So the heals are all blistered and hardened and bruised | |
| From the war | |
| You' d better keep up | |
| Can' t stay now you, got to carry all you can take | |
| For they' re on, they' re on, they' re on the uptake | |
| Don' t look to me you' ve got to carry your own weight | |
| For they' re on, they' re on, they' re on their way | |
| And I don' t mind the fighting | |
| But all we' ve got are the rocks | |
| But the sticks and the stones | |
| But they don' t break the bones | |
| When they hit | |
| So quieten your voices | |
| And stamp out your fires | |
| We' ll be sleeping by day | |
| And we' ll travel on that night | |
| Keep up the good fight | |
| Can' t stay now you, got to carry all you can take | |
| For they' re on, they' re on, they' re on the uptake | |
| Don' t look to me you' ve got to carry your own weight | |
| For they' re on, they' re on, they' re on their way | |
| Don' t look to me you' ve got to carry your own weight | |
| For they' re on, they' re on, they' re on their way |