Leyton Orient’s house band Steve White and the Protest Family, truly radical folk with fire in their souls … deliver the goods with Trickledown Town, a ranting, dancing howl of rage at the state of the Tory nation…The royal family get nailed, the “anti-woke” right-wing media get nailed and a host of downtrodden characters get upbeat support.
He was a broker, not a banker Now the bank thinks he’s a wanker (An easy rhyme, from time to time Is not a crime, if so inclined) But don’t shower them with applause When they also bank the Ingram-Moores Who used the Captain Tom Foundation To fund their own recreation And tried to build a swimming pool Not a hospital or school ‘Til subject to overwhelming Social media ridicule But to the case in hand Bank-less racist Brexit man Who’s crying, woe is me The wokerati, I’m cancelled see ‘Cause there’s reputational damage To be linked with folk like Farage*
Nigel ain’t politically exposed Nigel’s cash is just a little indisposed Nigel went and got his account closed Cause Nigel’s running out of money
Nigel ain’t a victim of persecution He’s just having issues with his contribution Nigel’s pile’s suffering from diminution Seems Nigel’s running out of money
Nigel ain’t a martyr he’s just a bit skint If you wanna bank at Coutts you’d better have a mint Nigel, it seems didn’t wanna take the hint That Nigel’s running out of money
Now wait for Nigel to pull a Yaxley-Lennon They’re picking on me, is what he’s gonna tell ‘em So please send cash and excuse the indiscretion Cause Nigel’s running out of money
Donny got fired and Donny didn’t like it Donny was so mad that he organised a riot Donny stole secrets and kept them in the toilet And Donny says he wants the job again
Donny got arrested and said he didn’t do it Donny says politically they’re out to misconstrue it Reading secrets in the khazi there’s no better place to do it And Donny says he wants the job again
Here it is, the bad apple defence A line they all pursue It’s alright round here really It’s just a bad apple or two
It’s alright round here, just a few bad apples It’s alright round here, just a few bad apples It’s alright round here, just a few bad apples It’s alright round here, just a few bad apples
It’s just the way things are done round here We turn a blind eye, we cock a deaf ear We reap what we sow We let the bad apples grow
It’s alright round here, just a few bad apples It’s alright round here, just a few bad apples It’s alright round here, just a few bad apples It’s alright round here, just a few bad apples
It ain’t everybody But the rules are very clear You never saw the bully And there’s banter you don’t hear
It’s alright round here, just a few bad apples It’s alright round here, just a few bad apples It’s alright round here, just a few bad apples It’s alright round here, just a few bad apples
It ain’t everybody Just the facts that all folk know It’s the way we do things round here We just let bad apples grow
It’s alright round here, just a few bad apples It’s alright round here, just a few bad apples It’s alright round here, just a few bad apples It’s alright round here, just a few bad apples
I’ve got my radio on, tuned to LBC And every other jock’s tryin’ to tell me That culturally, the Muslim man Is pre-disposed to a grooming gang A grooming gang, not a paedophile ring ‘Cause a paedophile ring is a white man thing It’s a racist phone-in, non-stop And the worst of it is, it’s coming from the top It’s coming from the top and here’s the thing The people at the top have got brown skin It’s a desperate scramble for votes, last ditch
And people get hurt when you talk like this
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Our coach can’t get into Europe The school trip kiddies cry ‘Cause every passport needs a stamp Did you stop to wonder why? Is it two sides of the same coin, you ask Well, it’s definitely two cheeks of the same arse Do you need another clue?
We hate folk who ain’t from round here And the ones from round here too
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It’s limited and specific Like the KLF didn’t say All bound for Brexit Benefit Land Get out the fuckin’ way Welcome to Put Up Shut Up Britain Where the rules get ripped up and re-written For the fool who messed up worst and last In the interests of the ruling class And we’re throwing a party we can’t afford For the bloke on the business end of the sword While the supplicant kneeling is now at the helm Of the opposition, a knight of the realm We’ve got Charlie in charge, Charlie on the throne Where’s our revolucion? Charlie in France, well maybe not What chance have we fuckin’ got?
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Steve White & The Protest Family 