From the recording For the Love of Lili
A song of passion, justice and retribution – made from fury and sorrow, with love. It tells of the secret weekend life of old Lili who’s on a mission to right wrongs and bring evil-doers their just desserts. 71 year old Lili owns a roadside diner. Quiet and reclusive, she rides a Harley Davidson. At weekends she rides off alone, no one knows where, to hunt down perpetrators of online crime and organised abuse. She researches her victims' obsessions and habits and then carefully plans their "accidental demise".
Special thanks to Robert Hart Fletcher for inspiring this song.
Produced by Ariel Delgado and Julia Olsen
Lyrics
For the Love of Lili
Lili lives a Mid-west life, love and charm at her roadside bar,
Espresso machine hissing a note, draws them in from near and far.
She works her shift with a smile and style, fermenting her revolution:
When the weekend comes, she’ll make her way to exact world retribution.
Abuses hidden by the powerful men who play no conscience or feeling,
Lays the Lili ones open - you know what I mean - smashes the moral ceiling.
Well, she surfs, she rides, she shines the light on ghosts in the cyber-net:
The weekend’s here, she’ll bring them down,
she’ll extinguish their vicious threat.
Her Harley growls, her aged figure slight, exhaust is burning hot:
Leaves a trail of revenge behind her - the guilty hang in the stock.
The way they raged at their victims: terrorists hid in a suit -
Lili packs her colt and finds the way to end their evil pursuit.
This woman is a force of nature, her hair it flows like silver.
The sharpened point inflicts like an arrow - a shiver - a deft deliver.
Perfect planning - stalk the prey, know their daily obsessions.
Take them down, you know they’re bad, ignore the lies confessions.
Abuses hidden by powerful men who play, no conscience or feeling
Lays the Lili ones open - you know what I mean,
Smashes the moral ceiling.
Well, she surfs, she rides, she shines the light on ghosts in the cyber-net:
The weekend’s here, she’ll bring them down,
she’ll extinguish their vicious threat.
Her Harley growls, aged figure slight, exhaust is burning hot:
Leaves a trail of revenge behind her - the guilty hang in the stock.
The way they raged at their victims: terrorists hid in their suit
She packs her colt and finds the way to end their evil pursuit.
I really love old Lily, growling warrior shines chrome Harley.
Sweet Barista Sister, hidden well, is in no mood to parlay.
Cappuccino dream to saddle so mean on Hell’s furious power bike,
A typical day for the sordid prey – a vile life ends with Lily’s spike.
Her Harley growls, her aged figure slight, exhaust is burning hot
Leaves a trail of revenge behind her - the guilty hang in the stock.
The way they raged at their victims: terrorists hid in a suit.
Lili packs her colt and finds the way to end their evil pursuit.
For the love of Lili close your eyes. There’s a war to protect young kin.
Do we stand in the way of this - knowing the State we’re in?
She waited in hope, for justice to count, she could wait no longer
A few years left, her body aged, her legacy makes us stronger….
©Stephen A Kearney 2022
©Stephen A Kearney 2022
©Stephen A Kearney 2022