Heads They Win (Tails You Lose)

Heads they win, tails you lose
These two sides do not confuse
Heads might tell you that they’re tails
But calling heads still always fails
And when they make you choose
It’s heads they win, tails you lose

Chris, he sailed for destiny
Lost, looking for the East Indies
America it soon will be
And we’ll take everything for free
It’s heads we win, and tails you lose

Heads they win, tails you lose
These two sides do not confuse
Heads might tell you that they’re tails
But calling heads still always fails
And when they make you choose
It’s heads they win, tails you lose

My father’s house his father’s too
‘Til men with guns told us to move
God promised us this house and land
God’s guns will help you understand
It’s heads we win, and tails you lose

Heads they win, tails you lose
These two sides do not confuse
Heads might tell you that they’re tails
But calling heads still always fails
And when they make you choose
It’s heads they win, tails you lose

Bad Flags

Ryan’s up a lamppost waiting for his mate
He wants a cherry picker but the cherry picker’s late
He’s got a mouthful of zip ties
And a heartful of hate
He’s raising the colours of a bad flag

Tommy knows the flag is just another tool
To fleece the crowd that still thinks that cocaine is cool
He’s calling it unite
When all they want to do is fight
He’s marching to the colours of a bad flag

Bad flags, tatty rags
Like motorway trees flying Tesco bags
They’re flown with bad intentions
They’re bad flags

Paul carries a cross like some kind of boss
When the RM see his logo, they’re gonna be pissed off
He’s yesterday’s thug
But he won’t give up
He’s got nothing except a bad flag

Luke is in a suit, moustache and tie to boot
Like an Oxfam Mosley throwing up a salute
His performative charge
Looks quite the hoot
He’s an agitator with a bad flag

Bad flags, tatty rags
Like motorway trees flying Tesco bags
They’re flown with bad intentions
They’re bad flags

Pure cold rage said Nigel
And pure cold rage he got
Nigel’s leading the riot
And pretending that he’s not
Pure cold rage said Nigel
Everyone knew what he meant
Nigel’s leading the riot
Again

Bad flags, tatty rags
Like motorway trees flying Tesco bags
They’re flown with bad intentions
They’re bad flags

Coming Apart At The Seams

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There’s a flag tied to a lamppost outside JK’s pad
And Tommy thinks that gendered toilets are really just for the lads
They both love the bruisers with Turkish teeth
The self-appointed toilet police

It’s as bad as it seems
It’s coming apart at the seams
And if you wanna stitch it together
Gotta stick together
Know what I mean
It’s as bad as it seems
It’s coming apart at the seams
And if you wanna stitch it together
Gotta stick together
Know what I mean

Meanwhile there’s actual Nazis fighting coppers in southern streets
Wearing suits and moustaches like pound shop Mosley wannabes
The coppers might pray for rain
It’s Nigel’s riots all over again

It’s as bad as it seems
It’s coming apart at the seams
And if you wanna stitch it together
Gotta stick together
Know what I mean
It’s as bad as it seems
It’s coming apart at the seams
And if you wanna stitch it together
Gotta stick together
Know what I mean

Most people ain’t racist
Most people ain’t anti-trans
But they ain’t the loudest voices
They ain’t the ones with a billion pounds

It’s as bad as it seems
It’s coming apart at the seams
And if you wanna stitch it together
Gotta stick together
Know what I mean
It’s as bad as it seems
It’s coming apart at the seams
And if you wanna stitch it together
Gotta stick together
Know what I mean
Together, know what I mean
Together, know what I mean
Together, know what I mean

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

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

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