Sir Richard, Knight of the Shire in 1339
Son Richard, Speaker of the House in Richard II’s time
Another Richard, Lord of Bures
Then William, then Edward, the name endures
Another Edward, a baronet
Without a peerage, as high as you get
Then Henry, married the King’s daughter
Then James Waldegrave, sailing back over the water
For a seat in the Lords, mates with the PM
His son James, George II’s best friend
His son William, an admiral, nice one
His son Granville only a vice one
As Britannia ruled the waves
Next was George, the 4th Earl Waldegrave
Who lived at Strawberry Hill
The house is in the family still
George and James were 5th and 6th
The 7th, George, the name still sticks
The 8th another William
With still more Waldegraves to come
He was known as Viscount Chewton
With his land to hunt and shoot on
Succeeded by Henry, who the records tell
Was succeeded by Geoffrey, who married a Grenfell
Whose daughter… yes it must be
It’s Susan, Baroness Hussey
Who knows just what it’s like to belong
And demands to know where you are from
Tag: privilege
Not That Fox
He hates this city so much that he wants to be its mayor
A cathedral of understanding that we need equality, we need to be fair
He’s come to unlock an open door
He’s come to fight in a culture war
He’s smoking in the sun on an open topped bus
Winston and he
Just wanna be free
Winston and he
Just wanna be free
Free to speak his mind
Free to be unkind
Free to be intertwined
With Tommy Robinson’s kind
He’s not a racist but
He’s not a racist but
He’s not a racist but
He’s a racist
He hates this city so much that he wants to be its mayor
Reclaim his right to white privilege, blue eyes and blond hair
He’s here to stand up for statuery
He’s here to stand up when you’re taking the knee
He’s smoking in the sun on an open topped bus
Winston and he
Just wanna be free
Winston and he
Just wanna be free
Free to delay the vaccine
Free to be casually mean
Free to be the latest seen
On the Farage libertarian scene
He’s not a racist but
He’s not a racist but
He’s not a racist but
He’s a racist
He’s a fox that we’re not on the side of
What he talks is definitely wide of
Right, whose right, what right, his right
Right, whose right, what right, his right
Right, whose right, what right, his right
Right, whose right, what right, his right
Here’s a fox that we’re not on the side of
Lockdown Singles Club, Part Two: Air Miles Andy
Last Night of the Proms
“Patriotic songs matter” said the petition.
It’s this morning’s All Lives Matter edition.
Even if you don’t know all the words
And are der-der-der-ing by the second verse
Your life will be somehow diminished
If the Beeb change the way that The Proms are finished.
“They’re simply rousing British songs”
Not a catalogue of colonialism’s wrongs
Which are many, and the foundation
Of much of the wealth of this nation.
But we don’t want to talk about that
While we’re waving our plastic union jack.
8 Minutes 46 Seconds
It took eight minutes and forty-six seconds
For Derek Chauvin to kill George Floyd
Black folks killed by racist police
A conversation that the nation can no longer avoid
Having to explain why black lives matter
To the colour-blinds and the don’t-want-to-listens
While righteous anger boils over in the streets
‘Cos it’s not even equality, it’s a fight for existence
The Racist-in-Chief threatens vicious dogs
Accompanied by ominous weapons
Summoning the far-white militia crowd
A long hot summer definitely beckons
From Blackout Tuesday to Stand Up Wednesday
How many deaths? How much longer?
From burn it up to resist the clampdown
Take a knee, together we’re stronger
It took eight minutes and forty-six seconds
For Derek Chauvin to kill George Floyd
Who wants to argue that oppression of a black man
Protects the status quo by which he’s employed?
Having to explain why black lives matter
To the colour-blinds and the head-in-the-sanders
Hiding behind all lives matter
Happy to be disapproving bystanders
The Racist-in-Chief threatens the National Guard
Accompanied by heavy arms
A nod and a wink to the KKK
Hands up don’t shoot still won’t prevent harm
From Blackout Tuesday to Stand Up Wednesday
How many deaths? How much longer?
From burn it up to resist the clampdown
Take a knee, together we’re stronger
A solidarity message from the football club
Sentiments you share with your mates down the pub
Be honest about privilege, be honest about race
Together we can make the world a better place
It took eight minutes and forty-six seconds
For Derek Chauvin to kill George Floyd
A simple demand to lend your voice
And end to racism, justice for George
Steve White & The Protest Family 