Sunak’s War

Red Sea rebels
Holding up shipping
That’s a war to get on board
Excitedly says Rishi
A blind eye for genocide
But woe betide the other side
When the flow of capital
Starts slipping

We need our containers
Our box fresh trainers
Our TV’s deep freeze David Bowie LP’s
We can’t afford for them
To go missing

So now we’re bombing Yemen
He says in self-defence
Because a trip around the Cape
Of Good Hope is an expense
That the City boys
Would rather be skipping

Welcome to his Falklands
His khaki election
The flag-wrapped PM
Of navigation protection
The enemy of far enough away
Insurrection
Happy is the bloody hand
That’s dripping

The Stalybridge Tornado

It snapped my flagpole like a twig
Our John told the news
And a tree fell on the conservatory
Spoiling all our views

A whirlwind, literally, Kerry said
We couldn’t open our front door
The lampposts were all swaying
I’d never seen that before

A tree came right through Maisie’s roof
Pulled down the bathroom ceiling
The Liberal Democrats demand
The PM calls a COBRA meeting

Chief Superintendent Dexter said
Some people have been displaced
We’ve told them not to go back home
If they really want to stay safe

When the warm air hits the cold air fast
It explodes just like a volcano
Thirty seconds of Gaza
It’s the Stalybridge tornado

Step Up

You can see it
But life goes on
All around you
Like there’s nothing wrong
Step up, step up
Step up, step up

The sticker in the window
Reads Free Palestine
You know that it’s right
But you don’t have the time
Step up, step up
Step up, step up

Because a better world
Begins with us
A better world
If we just step up
Step up
Step up, step up

Dead babies daily
In your feed
Ethnic cleansing
Guaranteed
Step up, step up
Step up, step up

Dead babies daily
Every day
We’re privileged enough
We can look away
Step up, step up
Step up, step up

Because a better world
Begins with us
A better world
If we just step up
Step up
Step up, step up

Because a better world
Begins with us
A better world
If we just step up
Step up
Step up

The Gospel According to Nick Ferrari

He gets up in the morning
Brushes his teeth
Puts on some coffee
And condemns Hamas

Drinks some coffee
To the background of the telly
Puts on his shoes
And condemns Hamas

He walks to the station
Picks up a paper
Takes a seat on the train
And condemns Hamas

On the front page
An Israeli sniper
Has shot two women
He condemns Hamas

Shot them in a church
The Holy Family
The Pope says he’s unhappy
He condemns Hamas

A mother and a grandmother
One carrying the other
Shop by a sniper
He condemns Hamas

Layla Moran
Some of them are family
Says it’s a tragedy
He condemns Hamas

Nahida and Samar
Mother and a grandmother
Shot by a sniper
He condemns Hamas

Nahida and Samar
Eylon Levy doesn’t buy it
The IDF deny it
He condemns Hamas

He calls the Pope a liar
Layla Moran a liar
Nahida and Samar
He condemns Hamas

Meanwhile in Bethlehem

In the Evangelical Christmas Church
Baby Jesus lies in the rubble
In the square, fareless taxi drivers
Form a miserable huddle
In the Church of the Nativity
The grotto is eerily quiet
In Giacaman’s Christmas shop
There’s stock but no one to buy it
In Manger Square, no Christmas tree
As Gaza is brutally trampled
In Bethlehem, in the West Bank
Christmas has been cancelled

Put Up Shut Up Britain Part Four

Stay in school
Stay off the station
Do not protest
Our wicked nation

Get off the statue
Get on the plane
Do not take us
To court again

If it ain’t compulsory
It’s forbidden
Welcome
To Put Up Shut Up Britain

Put Up Shut Up Britain Part Three

Banning tents
Grabbing arses
The fancies
Of the ruling classes

Who laugh
At Gaza’s epitaph
While the NF march
Past the Cenotaph

Show some respect
Dissent’s forbidden
Welcome
To Put Up Shut Up Britain