We All Deserve A Chance

I was chattin’ to a bloke at the bar
Of The New Austerity Inn
He said, I’m not a racist but
I guess that he was six pints in
He said, how bad could it be
When they’re all the bloody same
Politics to them
Is just a bloody game

And I’m not playin’
I’m just sayin’
That Nigel deserves a chance

He finished up his pint and said
Let’s have another round
It used to be alright in here
But this lot are just clowns
And I’m just bloody sick
Of all this bloody woke
A bad pint and a cigarette
That they won’t let me smoke

So I’m not playin’
I’m just sayin’
That Nigel deserves a chance

(I thought for a minute….)

Give Nigel a chance, I said
I hear what you’re sayin’
Something’s got to change
But Nigel ain’t a price worth payin’
‘Cause the pub will open longer
But the staff just won’t get paid
And the punters will be skinter
So there’ll be even less trade
And the beer will be just as stale
And probably even worse
‘Cause he prefers his wine to ale
The pub banter’s rehearsed
And the NHS will not be free
You’ll buy it from his mates
And he’ll still blame the migrants
While it’s billionares that take

So, I’m not playin’
I’m just sayin’
We all deserve a chance

To stick together
To understand
What we have in common
With our fellow man
We’ll nationalise the billionaires
We’ll confiscate their yachts
100% inheritance tax
And we’ll all share all the lot

Yeah, I’m not playin’
I’m just sayin’
We all deserve a chance

(And you wanna know how I got on…)

I was chattin’ to a bloke at the bar
Of The New Austerity Inn
He said, I guess I hear you
But the common man can’t win
When politics to them
Is just a bloody game
I said if we spit together
We can drown them all the same

And I’m not playin’
I’m just sayin’
That we all deserve a chance

Let’s stick together
Let’s spit together
‘Cause we all deserve a chance

Genocide In Your Living Room

There’s a genocide in your living room
It’s item six on the news
After some vox pop football fans
And more economic blues
There’s a genocide on the BBC
There’s a genocide on ITV
There’s a genocide in your living room

There’s a genocide in your living room
And now its time for the weather
They’re shooting the starving queuing for food
There’s an area of high pressure
There’s a genocide on the BBC
There’s a genocide on ITV
There’s a genocide in your living room

(But just whistle on)

There’s a genocide in your living room
But only if you stay tuned in
There’ll be another programme along in a minute
To save you from being sucked in
There’s a genocide on the BBC
There’s a genocide on ITV
There’s a genocide in your living room

There’s a genocide in your living room
Do you think that you should take action
There’s plenty of folk trying to scare you off
There’s plenty of other distraction
There’s a genocide on the BBC
There’s a genocide on ITV
There’s a genocide in your living room

(But just whistle on)

A Country Without Heroes

In a country without heroes
Where the people worship cartoon characters
Art dies at the hand of content
Celebrities and brands

In a country without heroes
Where the people worship cartoon characters
Larger than life
Is all that leaders understand
Larger than life
Is all that leaders understand

In a country without heroes
Everyone’s the star of their own B-movie
In a country without heroes
Everyone’s afraid…well, wouldn’t you be

In a country without heroes
Where the people worship cartoon characters
Anyone can be a millionaire
Or so they’re told

In a country without heroes
Where the people worship cartoon characters
Everything’s for sale
And everything’s been sold
Everything’s for sale
And everything’s been sold

In a country without heroes
Everyone’s the star of their own B-movie
In a country without heroes
Everyone’s afraid…well, wouldn’t you be

In a country without heroes
Where the people worship cartoon characters
One man’s abject poverty
Is another man’s trillionaire

In a country without heroes
Where the people worship cartoon characters
Millions are in poverty
And the trick is not to care
Millions are in poverty
And the trick is not to care

In a country without heroes
Everyone’s the star of their own B-movie
In a country without heroes
Everyone’s afraid…well, wouldn’t you be
Everyone’s afraid…well, wouldn’t you be too

Lee’s House

Lee’s house ain’t as nice
As his house, ain’t as nice
As what an asylum seeker gets

And Lee’s clothes ain’t as nice
As his clothes, ‘cos Lee knows
All the things an asylum seeker gets

From
GB News, LBC
Folks with no time for refugees
On the basis that they’re rich racists
And that’s what they want Lee to see

Lee’s money ain’t as much
As their money, ain’t as much
As what an asylum seeker gets

And Lee’s phone ain’t as nice
As his phone, ‘cos he’s been shown
What an asylum seeker gets

By
GB News, Talk TV
Folks like Nick Ferrari
On the basis that they’re rich racists
And that’s what they want Lee to see

Shall we show him
Shall we show him
Shall we show him

That Lee’s house is twice as nice
As his house, twice as nice
As what an asylum seeker gets

And Lee’s clothes are twice as nice
As his clothes, twice as nice
As what an asylum seeker gets
(Nothing, they buy their own)

And Lee’s money is so much more
Than his money, so much more
Than what an asylum seeker gets
(Forty-nine pounds a week)

And Lee’s phone is so much better
Than his phone, so much better
Than what an asylum seeker gets

‘Cos they’re from charities so they can stay in touch
With the process, services and such
But that ain’t what they want Lee to see
They want him to blame the refugee

And Lee’s house ain’t as nice
As his house, ain’t as nice
As what Nigel Farage gets

My Girl

My girl’s got a spray can
She’s gonna paint it red
My girl hates genocide
It gets inside her head
My girl found a warplane
Which she painted red
My girl is not afraid
Of Suffragette Yvette

She’s gonna paint it red
She’s gonna paint it red
She’s gonna paint it red
She’s gonna paint it red

My girl’s got a spray can
She’s gonna paint it red
My girl hates complicity
With tens of thousands dead
My girl went to Elbit
Just to paint it red
My girl is not afraid
Of Suffragette Yvette

She’s gonna paint it red
She’s gonna paint it red
She’s gonna paint it red
She’s gonna paint it red

My girl said how do you stand to one side
And casually watch a real-time genocide
When there’s people in this country that you know provide
Drones and weapons that they’ve barely denied
While the government’s worse than a simple blind eye
Saying oh how awful, doing nothing beside
While the weapons keep flowing until everyone is dead
So the least I can do is to paint it red

My girl’s got a spray can
She’s gonna paint it red
My girl sprays Free Palestine
Or Free Gaza instead
My girl went to Arconic
Just to paint it red
My girl is not afraid
Of Suffragette Yvette

She’s gonna paint it red

An Englishman’s Car is His Castle

Ellie lost her flat in a Section 21
Her landlord said your time has come
I’ve been made an offer I can’t refuse
I’m selling up and booking cruise

Patrick lost his flat in a Section 21
His landlord said next month you’re done
Your rent no longer covers the mortgage
It ain’t my fault there’s a housing shortage

Now an Englishman’s car is his castle
An Englishman’s home is his Ford Capri
An Englishman’s car is his castle
‘Cause only the very rich can own property

Simon lost his flat in a no-fault eviction
To the tune of his landlord’s benediction
I’m sorry that’s just the way the markets are
On Monday, Simon’s moving into his car

Now an Englishman’s car is his castle
An Englishman’s home is his Ford Capri
An Englishman’s car is his castle
‘Cause only the very rich can own property

Gary said they’re coming for your mum’s house too
That’s what very rich people do
You rent your home, you rent your Sky
You even rent your music off of Spotify
Off of Spotify

Gary said they’re coming for your mum’s house too
That’s what very rich people do
The subscription model of society
Where everything is owned by the super-wealthy
The super-wealthy

Now an Englishman’s car is his castle
An Englishman’s home is his Ford Capri
An Englishman’s car is his castle
Cause only the very rich can own property
Now an Englishman’s car is his castle
An Englishman’s home is his Ford Capri
An Englishman’s car is his castle
An Englishman’s home is his Ford Capri
An Englishman’s home ain’t owned by you or me

The American Dream

He wears his shoes way too big
And tells the most tremendous lies
He’s got magic healing ears
And two blind eyes for genocide

His allies are cosplay fascists
But the real deal is him
If you care to disagree
The boots come marching in

He’ll tell you that it’s beautiful
He’ll even tell you it’s a gift
All hail forty-seven
All hail President Grift

They spit, we hit
The words of President Unfit
He sent the army in to wash away their sins
And this is how it all begins

Trained by the sales team and TV
Rule by executive decree
The American dream, the American scream
Dissent suppressed live on your screen

He’ll tell you that it’s beautiful
He’ll even tell you it’s a gift
All hail forty-seven
All hail President Grift

The American dream is a crypto scheme
The American dream is a crypto scheme
A meme coin grifting new regime
The American Dream is a crypto scheme

The American dream is a crypto scheme
The American dream is a crypto scheme
While bombers fly in Middle Eastern skies
The American dream is a crypto scheme

He’ll tell you that it’s beautiful
He’ll even tell you it’s a gift
All hail forty-seven
All hail President Grift

Tacos

Old Man Trump, like a bad cartoon
Spittin’ in the situation Room
Said Hey Benny I have a plan
Let’s go ahead and bomb Iran

Let’s bomb Iran
Let’s bomb Iran

While Huckabee cheered and Huckabee cried
God, he said, is surely on your side
Like he told George, Invade Iraq
Old Man Trump, God’s got your back

God’s got his back
God’s got his back

Then Trump, he said, maybe I will
I do wish the Ayatollah ill
And I know my mouth just wrote a cheque
But I won’t decide ‘til the very last sec

The very last sec
The very last sec

And the whole world prayed for tacos
The whole world prayed for tacos
The whole world prayed for tacos
On the eve of World War Three

He said he’d bring peace to Ukraine
But Old Man Trump chickened out again
Sayin’ Well it really ain’t so bad
And I don’t wanna upset Vlad

Don’t wanna upset Vlad
Don’t wanna upset Vlad

He was gonna wipe Afghan off the face
And fire Little Rocket Man into space
But fire and fury never occurred
Thank God for Donny’s no-good word

His no-good word
His no-good word

And the whole world prayed for tacos
The whole world prayed for tacos
The whole world prayed for tacos
On the eve of World War Three
And the whole world prayed for tacos
The whole world prayed for tacos
The whole world prayed for tacos
On the eve of World War Three
The eve of World War Three
The eve of World War Three

Big Beautiful Bill

They call him Bill
Big, beautiful Bill
On his way
To Capitol Hill

Bill
Big, beautiful Bill
He ain’t gonna help you
When you ill

He’ll steal from the poor
To give to the rich
Big, beautiful Bill’s
A Robin Hood switch

Bill
Big, beautiful Bill
Big, beautiful Bill
Big, beautiful Bill

Bill
Big, beautiful Bill
He’ll borrow money
Like no one else will

For every dollar
He’ll borrow half more
Big, beautiful Bill’s
Debt’s outa the door

Bill
Big, beautiful Bill
Big, beautiful Bill
Big, beautiful Bill

Bill liked a girl
Her name was Liz
Her kinda thinkin’
Was a lot like his

She borrowed money
Until it went wrong
Like Bill she won’t listen
To the words of this song

Bill
Big, beautiful Bill
Big, beautiful Bill
Big, beautiful Bill

They call him Bill
Big, beautiful Bill
He ain’t gonna help you
When you fall ill

He’ll steal from the poor
To give to the rich
Big, beautiful Bill’s
A Robin Hood switch

Bill
Big, beautiful Bill
Big, beautiful Bill
Big, beautiful Bill

Bill
Big, beautiful Bill
Big, beautiful Bill
Big, beautiful Bill

The New Pharaohs of the West

He wears his shoes way too big
And tells the most tremendous lies
He’s got magic healing ears
And blind eyes to genocide

He’s one of the new pharaohs of the West
He’s one of the new pharaohs of the West

The illegal alien with a billion bucks
High on ket., tweets a curse
Dirty Donny was in bed with Jeff
In the file and so much worse

He’s one of the new pharaohs of the West
He’s one of the new pharaohs of the West

Two hundred and eighty cubits high
And build it just as wide
Build it on the bones of Palestinians
Build it in my new Gaza seaside

Donny’s living the American dream
He’s lived it since he was eighteen
And his father gave him his first million dollars

He’s one of the new pharaohs of the West
He’s one of the new pharaohs of the West

Two hundred and eighty cubits high
And build it just as wide
Build it on the bones of Palestinians
Build it in my new Gaza seaside

He was born in an emerald mine
In the South African sunshine
He’s cool with apartheid
Cool with conspiracy

He’s one of the new pharaohs of the West
He’s one of the new pharaohs of the West

Two hundred and eighty cubits high
And build it just as wide
Build it on the bones of Palestinians
Build it in my new Gaza seaside
Build it on the bones of Palestinians
Build it in my new Gaza seaside

The new pharaohs of the West
The new pharaohs of the West
The new pharaohs of the West
The new pharaohs of the West