GENOCIDE — 14 Track Album
GENOCIDE: The Album That’ll Make You Sit the F*ck Down and Listen
Lyrics, Music and Vocals By Senator Papahatziharalambrous
Righto, punters.
It’s launch day.
After months — no, bloody years — of being shadowbanned, algorithmically buried, and ignored by every playlist curator from here to Timbuktu, I’m about to drop a 14 track album that will not be ignored.
It’s called GENOCIDE.
And before you clutch your pearls or start typing your outrage in the comments, let me be crystal clear: this album was reviewed and approved by my partner, Sharonlee — a Wiradjuri Woman.
So if you’ve got a problem with the word “genocide,” take it up with history. Because that’s exactly what happened here. And if we can’t say it, we can’t heal from it.
But I’m not here to lecture you. I’m here to take you on a journey through three songs that’ll rip your heart out, stomp on it a bit, and then hand it back to you — beating stronger than before.
Let’s yarn.
Track 1: GENOCIDE
This is the title track. The one that makes people uncomfortable. Good.
The opening line says it all:
“This land remembers everything, old mate…
Even the stories buried beneath the dust and silence.”
I didn’t write this song to shame anyone. I wrote it because denial is the final act of genocide — and too many Australians are still in denial.
We’re taught about Gallipoli. We’re taught about ANZACs. We’re taught to remember the fallen.
But what about the massacres? What about the poisoned waterholes? What about the children stolen from their mothers’ arms?
This song forces you to sit with that. It’s not easy. It’s not supposed to be.
But here’s the thing — it’s also a song about survival. Because after everything — after systematic attempts to erase an entire people — they’re still here.
Sharonlee’s ancestors are still here.
The Dreamtime is still here.
The oldest living culture on Earth is still bloody here.
And that, old mate, is a miracle worth singing about.
Track 2: Not Stolen [E]
This one flips the script.
The chorus hits like a freight train:
“NOT STOLEN — hear the children sing,
No chains on spirit, no government strings.”
For too long, the narrative around the Stolen Generations has been one of victimhood. And yes — the pain is real. The trauma is generational. The crime is undeniable.
But Sharonlee taught me something powerful: you can’t steal a spirit.
You can take the child. You can change the name. You can try to “civilise” the culture out of them.
But you cannot steal who they are.
This song is a celebration of that unbreakable connection. It’s about the kids who came home. It’s about the Elders who never forgot. It’s about a people who refuse to be erased.
And there’s a verse in here that’ll punch you right in the guts:
“How many white mums today could keep their kids no matter what?
Even hooked on the gear, even when the house is shot?
But for our Aboriginal brothers and sisters it never stopped,
Children still removed — the pain never dropped.”
Yeah. Sit with that for a minute.
Because if you think the Stolen Generations is just “history,” you’re not paying attention.
Track 3: I’M ANGRY! [E]
Alright, this one’s a banger.
And it’s exactly what it says on the tin: I’m angry.
Not at you, personally. Not at your grandparents. Not even at most politicians (though some of them bloody deserve it).
I’m angry at the system. I’m angry at the lies. I’m angry that we keep Australians fighting each other while the powerful get richer.
The chorus roars:
“I’M ANGRY!
At the lies they sold us all!
I’M ANGRY!
At the governments watchin’ us fall!”
This song isn’t about race. It’s about class. It’s about recognising that whether you’re Blak or wite, we’re all getting screwed by the same system.
And maybe — just maybe — if we stopped yelling at each other and started yelling up at the bastards running the show, we might actually change something.
Because anger isn’t always bad, mate.
Sometimes anger means you finally give a damn.
So What Now?
Here’s the thing, old mate.
I don’t care if you’re Blak or wite.
I don’t care if you vote Labor, Liberal, or One Nation.
I don’t care if you’re from the city, the bush, or bloody Mars.
This album is for you.
But you’ve gotta do your part.
Listen to it. Alone. No distractions.
Then share it. With your family. With your mates. With that aunt or uncle at Christmas who “watches MSM news.”
Because this nation deserves this conversation.
We deserve to finally tell the truth.
We deserve to finally heal.
And we deserve to finally stand together — as one great mob.
Blakfella & Witefella United.
Tracks:
1. GENOCIDE
2. Not Stolen [E]
3. I’M ANGRY! [E]
4. BLAKFELLA & WITEFELLA UNITED [E]
5. You’re Blak (So What) – I’m Wite (So What) [E]
6. MAKE AUSTRALIA ABORIGINAL AGAIN!
7. Side By Side
8. WORLD’S OLDEST LIVING CULTURE [E]
9. LARRIKINS BRIDGING THE BLOODY GAP
10. YARN
11. ABORIGINAL CLUB
12. CHOCOLATE SOLDIER
13. BOGAN RIVER
14. Original Dreaming
Let’s go.
Stream GENOCIDE now on Spotify, Apple Music, YouTube, and everywhere else.
Senator Papahatziharalambrous's Artist Page on Streaming Services:
YouTube Music: https://t.co/lwNYvLzZTN
Spotify: https://t.co/1W6WGCDhYU
Amazon Music: https://t.co/Qwdz5ZzQdX
Apple Music: https://t.co/P55ntS11E5
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And if the algorithms try to bury this again?
We’ll dig it back up. Together.
God Bless This Great Southern Land!
— Senator Papahatziharalambrous (Christos Harisopoulos)