She pulls her coat tight against the wind and the rain Eyes fixed fast on the puddles and the path Her footsteps the rhythm of the thoughts in her head What just happened, they said
An uprising in the neighbourhood Things ain’t like they used to be It ain’t alright round here no more There’s some folk should be shown the door
It’s gonna be a rough ride Some boats will not survive the rising of the tide But they shall not pass So, hold fast Hold fast
She pulls her coat tight, the coming of the storm Seems inevitable now, since nothing’s changed The splashing of her footsteps, her raindrop tears What just happened, why here
An uprising in the neighbourhood Things ain’t like they used to be An imaginary village green A billionaire on a TV screen
It’s gonna be a rough ride Some boats will not survive the rising of the tide But they shall not pass So, hold fast Hold fast
She pulls her coat tight, like some kinda shield Could protect her from the coming of the night Hands searching for her phone You’ve gotta get wet if you’re gonna get home
An uprising in the neighbourhood Dirty looks from the poppy parade There’s never any spoken in the park It’s no place to be after dark
It’s gonna be a rough ride Some boats will not survive the rising of the tide But they shall not pass So, hold fast Hold fast
She pulls her coat tight, looks up through the rain A shaft of sunlight, a ray of hope More footsteps, increasing in number Just as she thought she was about to go under
An uprising in the neighbourhood A voice at her side says, hold fast A rainbow, standing, solidly cast United, they shall not pass
It’s gonna be a rough ride Some boats will not survive the rising of the tide But they shall not pass So, hold fast Hold fast
Let’s hear it for the billionaires Let’s hear it for the B-I-L, L-I-O-N Let’s hear it for the billionaires Let’s hear it for the planet’s wealthiest men Let’s hear it for the billionaires Without whom we’d all be better off Let’s hear it for the billionaires Let’s tell them to all fuck off
Elon went to school with an emerald in his pocket Elon told the world he built his own space rocket Now Donald is the president, Elon is the heir ‘Cos Elon is a billionaire
Let’s hear it…
Donald got elected and that made us sad The most celebrated rapist the US ever had But they’re dropping all the charges and saying fair’s fair ‘Cos Donald is a billionaire
Let’s hear it…
Nigel sucks up to the President’s men ‘Cos Nigel wishes he was one of them A Mickey Mouse Mosley with Enoch flair Who wants to be a billionaire
Build a better mousetrap Build it really nice Build a better mousetrap That don’t catch mice ‘Cause catching all the mice Ain’t a thing we wanna do We just wanna sell Mousetraps to you
What you’ve gotta understand is It ain’t about the mice What you’ve gotta understand Take my advice You wanna sell a thing That people need to buy again So here is the trick My friend
What you’ve gotta understand is It’s all about the profit The asset fund manager’s Fee in their pocket So if next door builds A better mousetrap than you He’s gonna invest In their mousetrap too
What you’ve gotta understand Is it doesn’t really matter If you own a bit of everything Your wallet gets fatter And investors don’t care If you really catch mice So long as the punters Are buying your device
With fewer his majesties There’d be fewer dead Yet he leads the remembrance The old soldier said The symbols that you see Are there to show you who’s the boss They know that you’ll comply With the poppy and the cross
The poppy and the cross King and country and the rest It’s amazing what you’ll suffer To be told that you’re the best His Majesty don’t care For your sorrow and your loss So long as you’ll die for The poppy and the cross
That fella with the wreath, he said Signs the papers off To manufacture weapons For the poppy and the cross To ship them overseas For genocide in foreign lands His jacket wears a poppy But bloody are his hands
Bloody are his hands King and country and the rest It’s amazing what you’ll suffer To be told that you’re the best His Majesty don’t care For your sorrow and your loss So long as you’ll die for The poppy and the cross
He holds a shepherd’s crook And he wears a bishop’s hat The old soldier said to me What do you make of that Here to give the slaughter Some of his pious gloss Here to lead the prayers For the poppy and the cross
The poppy and the cross God and country and the rest It’s amazing what you’ll suffer To be told that you’re the best His Majesty don’t care For your sorrow and your loss So long as you’ll die for The poppy and the cross
Don’t confuse sacrifice With being sacrificed The old soldier spoke Of the wicked loss of life King and country, God and crown Will never count the cost It’s you and I that die For the poppy and the cross
The poppy and the cross King and country and the rest It’s amazing what you’ll suffer To be told that you’re the best His Majesty don’t care For your sorrow and your loss So long as you’ll die for The poppy and the cross
In the New Austerity Inn Where the beer tastes of poverty and spin Rachel plays a tiny violin (Singing) You can’t have it if you can’t afford it You can’t have it if you can’t afford it You can’t have it if you can’t afford it You can’t have it if you can’t afford it
In the New Austerity Inn Where old folk aspire for a warm around the fire Rachel leads the budget choir (Singing) You can’t have it if you can’t afford it You can’t have it if you can’t afford it You can’t have it if you can’t afford it You can’t have it if you can’t afford it
In the New Austerity Inn The New Austerity Inn In the New Austerity Inn The New Austerity Inn
In the New Austerity Inn The guvnor’s got a new suit, new tie, new boots He says everything’s reduced (But) You can’t have it if you can’t afford it You can’t have it if you can’t afford it You can’t have it if you can’t afford it You can’t have it if you can’t afford it
In the New Austerity Inn The New Austerity Inn In the New Austerity Inn The New Austerity Inn
It was just like this with George in charge A bloke at the bar says he voted Farage And Rachel shouts “Now we’re in charge” In the New Austerity Inn The New Austerity Inn In the New Austerity Inn The New Austerity Inn (And) You can’t have it if you can’t afford it You can’t have it if you can’t afford it You can’t have it if you can’t afford it You can’t have it if you can’t afford it We can’t have it if they can’t afford it We can’t have it if they can’t afford it We can’t have it if they can’t afford it We can’t have it if they can’t afford it
Tina believed the Big Lie Now Tina’s gonna have to let time go by ‘Cause Tina broke in to the voting machine To try to prove that Donald’s hands were clean But Donald’s hands are dirty as hell Now Tina’s hands are dirty as well Now Tina’s gonna have to let time go by ‘Cause Tina believed the Big Lie….(and My Pillow Guy)
Tina and My Pillow Guy Tina and My Pillow Guy (and the Big Lie) Tina and My Pillow Guy Will have to say goodbye
Tina believed in My Pillow Guy Now Tina’s gonna have to let time go by ‘Cause Tina broke into the voting machine To try to prove that Donald’s hands were clean But Donald’s hands are dirty as hell And Mike’s hands are dirty as well Now Tina’s gonna have to let time go by ‘Cause Tina believed in My Pillow Guy
Tina and My Pillow Guy Tina and My Pillow Guy (and the Big Lie) Tina and My Pillow Guy Will have to say goodbye
A cloth so fine I’ll weave for you The great and good can only view The likes of which you’ve never seen And best of all the suit is free
You’ll have clothes like no one else The best of everything he sells The people they will never see And best of all, the suit is free
Meet the new boss, same as the old boss Wearing the same invisible cloth
The people look, the people stare From Clacton to Trafalgar Square The people look, the people stare But they all know there’s nothing there
The bobbin span, the shuttle flew The sick, he said, have work to do The finest cloth is meant for me And best of all, the suit is free
The finest cloth on the machine Though there was nothing to be seen No marvel that his eye could see But nonetheless the suit was free
Meet the new boss, same as the old boss Meet the new boss, same as the old boss Wearing the same invisible cloth
The people look, the people stare From Clacton to Trafalgar Square The people look, the people stare But they all know there’s nothing there
Tough choices, did he have the spine To say I see no cloth so fine The cloth the great and good could see But best of all the suit was free
Tough choices, but you know the rest The cloth, he said, was of the best The cloth the great and good could see But best of all the suit was free
Meet the new boss, same as the old boss Meet the new boss, same as the old boss Meet the new boss, same as the old boss Wearing the same invisible cloth
The people look, the people stare From Clacton to Trafalgar Square The people look, the people stare But they all know there’s nothing there
The people look, the people stare From Clacton to Trafalgar Square The people look, the people stare But they all know there’s nothing there
Steve White & The Protest Family 