DFO regulations permitted the rape
Of our beautiful ocean, from headland to cape.
They brought in big trollers, they tore up our twine;
Politicians don’t care for what’s yours or what’s mine!
You brave Newfoundlanders, now listen to me:
Shove the Package to hell, go back to the sea.
If we don’t stand our ground, we will fade away;
And the bones of our fathers will turn in the clay.
I’ve spent my whole life, out there on the sea;
Some government bastard now takes it from me.
It’s not just the fish, they’ve taken my pride;
I feel so ashamed that I just want to die.
