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Category: Steve
Blue Origin Blues
Jeff’s cock exploded
They said, oh dear
There’s supposed to be
A space rocket here
And now there’s just
A hole in the ground
A very rough day
All round, said Jeff
Who still had billions
Of dollars left
The Food Of Love
Kingmakerfield (A Song For Jason)
Cotton mills, collieries
Weaving sheds and potteries
Hinges, locks, files and nails
Labour leadership emails
From Makerfield
Made in Makerfield
Kingmakerfield
Now there’s too much derelict land
Spoil tips, we understand
Where the pits used to be
In the a la mode constituency
Of Makerfield
Makerfield
Kingmakerfield
Wes didn’t fire the starting gun
For the race to be number one
He’s waiting for the northwest son
From Makerfield
Kingmakerfield
The diocese of Liverpool
Granada TV’s gritty cool
Joe Gormley OBE
Who will be the next MP
Of Makerfield
Makerfield
Kingmakerfield
Wes didn’t fire the starting gun
For the race to be number one
He’s waiting for the northwest son
From Makerfield
Kingmakerfield
Jason and Joanna, and The Leadership Challenge
JASON is sat at the kitchen table, staring at his laptop. JOANNA is emptying the dishwasher, putting cutlery and crockery away in various drawers and cupboards. LBC plays in the background.
JASON: They say that there’s going to be a coup.
JOANNA: A coup? Right. Do you think that we should take some biscuits?
JASON: Yeah. They reckon that Streeting will resign today.
JOANNA: Oh (pauses) I’m sure that there will be tea, but Mum always likes a biscuit with her tea.
JASON: Lots of people are saying Burnham.
JOANNA: Those nine hours in A&E can’t have been easy for her, particularly not at her age. I hope that she was able to get a cup of tea, at least.
JASON: No (pauses) But he’s not even an MP. Someone would have to stand down.
JOANNA: I suppose I should check what time we can visit. Will you come?
(The news bulletin on the radio is discussing Angela Rayner’s tax affairs)
JASON: Yes, no (pauses) maybe. Apparently, Rayner’s cleared to stand.
JOANNA: I suppose I could get the bus. That might be better. Did you hear about Karen’s letter?
JASON: What letter? Rayner! Honestly.
JOANNA: She’s been told that her job is at risk. She might be made redundant.
JASON: No, she’s been cleared by the taxman (pauses) Oh, Karen. Right, yeah.
JOANNA: She really doesn’t know what to do with herself. She won’t be able to afford the rent on that place without a job.
JASON: Hmm. Miliband! Of course! That’s why he’s saying that he’s not interested.
JOANNA puts the last cup away and closes the dishwasher
JOANNA: Well, if I’m going to get the bus, I’d better get going.
JASON looks up at her, briefly, then returns his gaze to the laptop.
JASON: Okay.
JOANNA (to herself): Nothing’s going to change, is it?
JASON: Hmm? No. Probably not.
JOANNA leaves.
Voting Fascist
I’ll tell you what’s a bother, what’s a-bothering me
I’ll tell you what’s a bother, what’s a-bothering me
Tell me what’s the difference between you and me
And why you would vote for a fascist
Your avenues are like our wide streets
Our estates are made from the same concrete
Like the pubs and shops where people meet
So why would you vote for a fascist
I come from the city of a hundred tongues
I come from the city to which everyone comes
No need to see the world when the world comes here
While you live in fear
Don’t live in fear
‘Cos it’s not perfect
Nothing ever is
But if we work it
Takes less than it gives
If you come from the place where everybody lives
You’d never vote for a fascist
I’ll tell you what’s a bother, what’s a-bothering me
I’ll tell you what’s a bother, what’s a-bothering me
Tell me what’s the difference between you and me
And why you would vote for a fascist
Our children’s problems are the same as yours
The same woes behind the same front doors
The same kids, the same rich men’s wars
So why would you vote for a fascist
I come from the city that forgets where you are from
I come from the city where you just belong
The city that says everything is here
While you live in fear
Don’t live in fear
‘Cos it’s not perfect
Nothing ever is
But if we work it
Takes less than it gives
If you come from the place where everybody lives
You’d never vote for a fascist
And we hear it
When the fascist lies
We see his greed
It’s no surprise
A rich man set to better rich men’s lives
So, I’d never vote for a fascist
Never vote for a fascist
Havering
If you climb a lamppost in Romford
You can see Clacton-on-Sea
The roundabouts all lead to Essex
Where the punters say they’d rather be
Paying their taxes in crypto
Or rolls of used twenty-pound notes
A borough landlocked celebrating
How now they can stop the boats
If you climb a lamppost in Romford
You can see Clacton-on-Sea
Where give ‘em a chance to fuck it all up
Is the only hope there seems to be
Gender Neutral Toilets
A Royal Visit
The men who would be king
More than anything
By birthright, exercise of might
Or ear-bloodied “fight, fight, fight”
Shake hands for the press clips
Lend their names to battle ships
Share sotto voce quips
Of lives so obscenely rich
There are no lengths to which
They will not go
To protect the status quo
So, while the radio
Squawks “Awks!”
The money talks
Eats lavish dinners
Knows who are the real winners
Knows it’s them not us
Chinks glasses while you fuss
T’was ever thus
But power won at point of sword
Or from a populace so bored
Of being told they can’t afford
Their just reward
Suggests; protests
That a royal visit’s best ignored
Mandy
In the Suburb, you never had to struggle
And Mandy never went without
Mandy, I’m telling you, is trouble
The kind that the papers talk about
So, don’t get involved
Don’t get involved with Mandy
If Mandy thinks you’re good for the money
Mandy’s favour comes at a price
A big loan buys you a blind eye
But only ‘til Mandy rolls the dice
So, don’t get involved
Don’t get involved with Mandy
So, don’t get involved
Don’t get involved with Mandy
Mandy’s got friends in high places
Mandy and friends are in the files
Sharks teeth and snakes faces
Mandy’s got friends who are paedophiles
So, don’t get involved
Don’t get involved with Mandy
So, don’t get involved
Don’t get involved with Mandy
Mandy loves the power behind the throne
Mandy loves a puppet to install
Mandy’s got the next one on the phone
Mandy shrugs and governments fall
So, don’t get involved
Don’t get involved with Mandy
Your secrets are not safe with Mandy
Mandy will put them up for sale
If you get into bed with Mandy
You might just join Mandy in jail
So, don’t get involved
Don’t get involved with Mandy
So, don’t get involved
Don’t get involved with Mandy
Mandy’s got friends in high places
Mandy and friends are in the files
Sharks teeth and snakes faces
Mandy’s got friends who are paedophiles
So, don’t get involved
Don’t get involved with Mandy
So, don’t get involved
Don’t get involved with Mandy
Steve White & The Protest Family 