With an air rifle over her shoulder On a day that's half asleep Macie shot the barn owl ‘cos she could And all those fat-arsed old men Won't stand a chance Not a chance Oh autumn was a ba*tard The same as spring but now she's sprung and they won't find her She will lead them deep into the dark “Oh she's gotta go She's gotta go We got feathers, we'll have bones She's gotta go We can't create But we can destroy And when we find that girl we'll show them where their money goes to work Macie it's time…” So they gave her a dashing alias Published pictures she made at school Questioned the dog-walkers at the beach “There was nothing we could have done There was nothing we could have done!” Because autumn was a ba*tard The same as spring but now she's sprung and they won't find her She will lead them deep into the dark And who'll care when she's a grinning picture on a page With a feather saluting in her hair? And who'll know what she washed away ‘Til the river wears the wires down? “Oh she's gotta go She's gotta go She's got the headlines in her eyes She's gotta go We can't create But we can destroy And there's no forest we won't search and there's no river we won't dredge Macie it's time…”