Anger, frustration, alienation Disillusionment, pain Anger, frustration, alienation Disillusionment, pain Anger, frustration, alienation Disillusionment, pain They’re gonna make sure that you get your five a day
Five a day Five a day Five a day
Five a day – they’ll always find a way to make you pay Five a day – while the rich folk always get their way Five a day – if there’s a plan for this, let’s get it underway It’s time to do something about the five a day
Five a day Five a day Five a day
Anger, frustration, alienation Disillusionment, pain Anger, frustration, alienation Disillusionment, pain Anger, frustration, alienation Disillusionment, pain They’re gonna make sure that you get your five a day
Five a day Five a day Five a day
Anger is the power that you need to make a change Frustration is the reason that you’re feeling this way Alienation – it’s why we’re all here Disillusionment – well, that’s pretty clear Pain – it’s time to make the pain go away Pain – it’s time to make the pain go away Pain – it’s time to make the pain go away It’s time to do something about the five a day
Five a day Five a day Five a day
Five a day – they’ll always find a way to make you pay Five a day – while the rich folk always get their way Five a day – if there’s a plan for this, let’s get it underway It’s time to do something about the five a day
Welcome to Put Up Shut Up Britain To Put Up Shut Up Britain To Put Up Shut Up Britain To Put Up Shut Up Britain
They’re dying on trolleys, dying in chairs Dying in corridors like nobody cares And still we sing God bless God bless the NHS And still we sing God bless God bless the NHS ‘Cause when they’ve taken that away There’s really nothing left
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Sooner or later it’s someone you know Soon you’re as low as you can go Your house, your street, your town They’re burning it down Your house, your street, your town They’re burning it down Burn it down
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How do we measure a person by their worth When it’s never been easier to be a TERF And the only thing that power’s used for Is persecuting a culture war While protest singers from sea To shining sea Are sharpening their pencils Getting ready for World War Three
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Willy’s sending dick pics, getting into conflicts Selling out his mates to cover up his clicks But nothing’s bad enough to get him fired His loyalty is all that is required And here’s a map of the shit in your river Here’s a map of the sewage outflow Here’s where the shit is delivered Here’s where your opinion can go
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Put your conscience aside, we’re still arming genocide Blind-eyed to the thousands who died Blind-eyed to the thousands who died Blind eyes for the people that die And welcome to Put Up Shut Up Britain Where the drones get built and the profits hidden Get off the statue, get on the plane And don’t you dare ever complain
Well, to Brighton Road studios to start work on the next album with the amazingly talented Ali Gavan who recorded and mixed all the songs on Trickle Down Town.
The reality for bands like us is that recording studio time is limited by finance and, well, time, and generally it’s weekend days borrowed from family and other commitments and fitted in around the football and folk club calendars that see us in the studio doing our best to get it right first time, but there’s plans for a new album late this year or early 2025 plus a couple of singles and, if our plans pay off, a very special release for next season so, as ever, watch this space.
Next stop for us is back to Bally Studios to get match fit for Bearded Theory and Strummercamp. Maybe we’ll see you at one or both of those.
In solidarity with our comrades at the NEU campaigning against agencies offshoring millions of pounds in profit made in the supply teacher ‘market’. With thanks to Reel News for the film.
It takes a village to raise a child But an agency to profit A government to turn a blind eye A trade union to stop it ‘Cause the world keeps turning on education And you’d think an educated nation Wouldn’t settle for an NQT Who comes with a hefty fee
It takes a village to raise a child But an agency to profit Like some kinda nightmare-ish Capitalist project Where the money that’s supposed to circle Goes in a straight line instead From agency to shell company To hedge fund, virtually tax-free
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It takes a village to raise a child But an agency to profit In a system that prefers your dough In a rich man’s pocket While the Minister, dear God Declares she’s doing a “fucking good job” A good job fucking with it, more like No wonder the teachers go on strike
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It takes a village to raise a child But Teaching Personnel to profit A subsidiary of Hood TopCo Whose dividend’s set to rocket And Simply Ed’s at it too A million quid off me and you To turn a temp’ry teacher Into shareholder value
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It takes a village to raise a child But an agency to profit By managing supply It’s time we made ‘em stop it
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They all sent flowers And all the flowers died And I understood flowers For the very first time A gift of something dying Gently saying this is normal We’re all beautiful but fleeting And this is how it goes
It’s how it goes This is how it goes It’s how it goes This is how it goes
They all sent roses And all the roses died Their petals dropping quietly One at a time We watched the petals falling Gently saying this is normal We’re all beautiful but fleeting And this is how it goes
It’s how it goes This is how it goes It’s how it goes This is how it goes
They all sent lilies And all the lilies died But the scent of the lilies Stayed around for a while A gift of something dying Leaving echoes this is normal We’re all beautiful but fleeting And this is how it goes
It’s how it goes This is how it goes It’s how it goes This is how it goes It’s how it goes This is how it goes It’s how it goes This is how it goes
They all sent flowers And all the flowers died Some faded far too quickly Some others took their time A gift of something dying Gently saying this is normal We’re all beautiful but fleeting And this is how it goes
It’s how it goes This is how it goes It’s how it goes This is how it goes It’s how it goes This is how it goes It’s how it goes This is how it goes
He had his head turned in a time that we forgot He had his head turned, flattered by God God said you’re the best of ‘em Forget about the rest of ‘em Build yourself and ark and let the bastards drown Build yourself and ark and let the bastards drown Build yourself and ark and let the bastards drown
God said Noah a hard rain’s gonna come God said creation will be undone So build yourself an ark Build it big and smart Build yourself an ark and let the bastards drown Build yourself an ark and let the bastards drown Build yourself an ark and let the bastards drown
Woah oh Noah won’t you let us on the ark Woah Noah won’t you let us on the ark Woah oh Noah won’t you let us on the ark It’s 22 miles and we’re sinking fast
The animals came in two by two The elephant and the kangaroo Roo said my sister Please save her mister Noah said no, we’re gonna let the bastards drown Noah said no, we’re gonna let the bastards drown Noah said no, we’re gonna let the bastards drown
Woah oh Noah won’t you let us on the ark Woah Noah won’t you let us on the ark Woah oh Noah won’t you let us on the ark It’s 22 miles and we’re sinking fast
The people heard that Noah was planning his escape The people heard that Noah had left them to their fate The people stormed the ark And started to embark What shall we do with Noah, shall we let the bastard drown What shall we do with Noah, shall we let the bastard drown What shall we do with Noah, shall we let the bastard drown
Woah oh Noah won’t you let us on the ark Woah Noah won’t you let us on the ark Woah oh Noah won’t you let us on the ark It’s 22 miles and we’re sinking fast
The people stormed the ark, there was plenty inside There was a little rain but no rising tide They sang it’s always better When we all work together And there’s no need to ever let a single bastard drown And there’s no need to ever let a single bastard drown And there’s no need to ever let a single bastard drown
Woah oh Noah won’t you let us on the ark Woah Noah won’t you let us on the ark Woah oh Noah won’t you let us on the ark It’s 22 miles and we’re sinking fast It’s 22 miles and we’re sinking fast
In the year of Our Lord Eighteen Hundred and Six Young Benny Greene’s up to old tricks Brewing beer in the sticks with old Billy Buck He’s about to come into some luck
‘Cause Benny’s old neighbours, Sir Pat and Lady B Got into a jam, needed a guarantee Right place, right time, Billy said please And the plantation owners handed over the keys
Benny Greene kept slaves When Britannia ruled the waves Yeah, Benny Greene kept slaves It’s the price of a pint he says
Now Benny the brewer’s a slave owner too A slave owner’s wealth is his to accrue Arguing the toss in the local rag That slavery ain’t so bad
But the people of Bury got fed up with Benny Greene So he left young Eddie to run the brewery And set up a West India company instead The labour of slaves now his daily bread
Benny Greene kept slaves When Britannia ruled the waves Yeah, Benny Greene kept slaves It’s the price of a pint he says
All good things lamented Benny Greene When abolition came in 1833 But it turned out business barely took a hit ‘Cause there was compo, really quite a bit
You see, the thing about compensation in those days Is it went to the owners and not the slaves So they worked on the plantation, still engaged But this time on a minimum wage
Benny Greene kept slaves When Britannia ruled the waves Yeah, Benny Greene kept slaves It’s the price of a pint he says
While Eddie took the brewery and merged with Freddie King Charlie went to St Kitts to do his thing In all the pleasures of a slaver did he partake Leaving thirteen bastards in his wake
Eddie became a Tory MP Deputy Lieutentant and a JP Master of the hunt, he would speak at great length And the brewery went from strength to strength
Benny Greene kept slaves When Britannia ruled the waves Yeah, Benny Greene kept slaves It’s the price of a pint he says
The business passed on to Walter Greene Fortuitously born at the brewery Hunting, driving and sailing yachts While Lake built an empire ne’er to be forgot
The biggest brewer now in the UK But there are reparations to be paid For old Benny Greene’s slavery days Not forgetting Charlies wayward ways
Benny Greene kept slaves When Britannia ruled the waves Yeah, Benny Greene kept slaves It’s the price of a pint he says
The good folk of St Kitts have come to collect The good folk of St Kitts say never forget Put down your IPA and listen to their tale There’s more than hops and barley in the story of your ale
Benny Greene kept slaves When Britannia ruled the waves Yeah, Benny Greene kept slaves It’s the price of a pint he says
Put down your IPA and listen to their tale There’s more than hops and barley in the story of your ale
John Charles Jones Had crops in October John Charles Jones When it started to rain John Charles Jones Fields are under water Now he’ll have to wait for Spring to come To plant ‘em all again
John Charles Jones Crops are underwater John Charles Jones But nobody came John Charles Jones Because there wasn’t any funding Now he’ll have to wait for Spring to come To plant ‘em all again
And the rain came down And the rain came down And the rain came down On saturated ground And the rain came down And the rain came down And the rain came down When Storm Henk came around
John Charles Jones Says the climate is a-changin’ John Charles Jones Says it’s easy to explain John Charles Jones Says the atmosphere is warming Now he’ll have to wait for Spring to come To plant his crops again
And the rain came down And the rain came down And the rain came down On saturated ground And the rain came down And the rain came down And the rain came down When Storm Henk came around
When climate change came round
John Charles Jones Crops are under water Now he’ll have to wait for spring to come To plant ‘em all again
Steve White & The Protest Family 