What I do like though are the punchy and vibrant Dead End Friends and the crackling Supersonic, which is no relation to the Oasis song of the same title; but I think Noel wishes he could still write a song as insightful as this is.
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Bob’s painting over the cartoons
He’s a bastard in the morning
And he’s worse in the afternoons
Bob’s painting over the cartoons
Bob doesn’t want the children
To feel human too
They’re not wanted here
Move them on from here
Do not give them the impression
That they’re welcome here
Bob’s painting over the cartoons
He’s a bastard in the morning
And he’s worse in the afternoons
Bob’s painting over the cartoons
He’ll suffer no succour for the war-torn
And trauma-strewn
They’re not wanted here
Move them on from here
Do not give them the impression
That they’re welcome here
Bob’s painting over the cartoons
He’s a bastard in the morning
And he’s worse in the afternoons
Bob’s painting over the cartoons
Whistling the tunes of racists
And swivel-eyed loons
They’re not wanted here
Move them on from here
Do not give them the impression
That they’re welcome here
This is the hostile environment
This is exactly what they meant
Their message is very clear
Bob’s painting over the cartoons
Samuel told them the words of the Lord
But the words of the Lord just got ignored
Samuel told them the words of the Lord
A king you really can’t afford
Samuel said he’ll take away your sons
Samuel said to fire his guns
Samuel said this kind of thing
Always happens when you have a king
Samuel told them the words of the Lord
But the words of the Lord just got ignored
Samuel told them the words of the Lord
A king you really can’t afford
Samuel said he’ll take away your daughters
For cooks and bakers and court supporters
Samuel said this kind of thing
Always happens when you have a king
Samuel said he’ll take away your fields
Samuel said to make swords and shields
Samuel said this kind of thing
Always happens when you have a king
Samuel told them the words of the Lord
But the words of the Lord just got ignored
Samuel told them the words of the Lord
A king you really can’t afford
Samuel said he’ll take away your vineyards
With kings he said the wealth always flows inwards
Samuel said this kind of thing
Always happens when you have a king
Samuel said he’ll take away your sheep
Samuel said service will come cheap
Samuel said this kind of thing
Always happens when you have a king
Samuel told them the words of the Lord
But the words of the Lord just got ignored
Samuel told them the words of the Lord
A king you really can’t afford
A king you really can’t afford
And these are the words of the Lord
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
Welcome to Put Up Shut Up Britain
Welcome to Put Up Shut Up Britain
Welcome to Put Up Shut Up Britain
Welcome to Put Up Shut Up Britain
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
Welcome to Put Up Shut Up Britain
Welcome to Put Up Shut Up Britain
Welcome to Put Up Shut Up Britain
Welcome to Put Up Shut Up Britain
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?
Welcome to Put Up Shut Up Britain
Welcome to Put Up Shut Up Britain
Welcome to Put Up Shut Up Britain
Welcome to Put Up Shut Up Britain
The tide’s been going out for ages
Rishi’s got a bucket and spade
There’s a little bit less to go around these days
So Rishi’s got a new game
He knows he’s not the most popular kid
But Rishi’s got a plan
The tide’s been going out for ages
And he’s drawing swastikas in the sand
Swastikas in the sand
He’s drawing swastikas in the sand
The tide’s been going out for ages
And he’s drawing swastikas in the sand
Jonathan and Lee think that Rishi’s fab
They want to join in the game
Please let us play with you Rishi
This lark should really have a name
I’m going to call it Stop the Boats
Whoever’s on them just gets banned
The tide’s been going out for ages
And they’re drawing swastikas in the sand
Swastikas in the sand
They’re drawing swastikas in the sand
The tide’s been going out for ages
And they’re drawing swastikas in the sand
There’s hundreds and millions and billions
Suella joins the game with glee
I bet I can stop the boats the best
Oh Rishi, won’t you play with me
We can pretend they’re all evil
And we should never let them land
The tide’s been going out for ages
And she’s drawing swastikas in the sand
Swastikas in the sand
She’s drawing swastikas in the sand
The tide’s been going out for ages
And she’s drawing swastikas in the sand
Swastikas in the sand
They’re drawing swastikas in the sand
The tide’s been going out for ages
And they’re drawing swastikas in the sand
Get a job, get a second job, get a better job
And pretend that Covid never happened
Budget for your tea, better budget 30p
And pretend that there’s no increase in the gap, and
You’re gonna have to wait four hours for an ambulance
You’re gonna have to live at home with your parents
You’re gonna have companies that don’t do what they oughta
You’re gonna have some of them shitting in the water
Do away with your daily latte
Your Netflix subscription will have to wait another day
Bring your bus pass if you want to have a vote
Don’t turn up here in a small boat
Be prepared to join a queue
For tomatoes, cucumbers too
But a good little Brit knows what to do
Go to work on some turnip stew
Welcome to Put Up Shut Up Britain
Welcome to Put Up Shut Up Britain
Welcome to Put Up Shut Up Britain
Welcome to Put Up Shut Up Britain
Let me tell you ‘bout a boy named Harry
And all the fuss about the girl he married
She weren’t like them, she was a celebrity
No eyes of blue, American too
She would never fit in to their family
But she sang
Harry, Harry won’t you fly with me
It could be so much better
Shooting Taliban together
What a power couple we will be
Let me tell you ’bout a bloke called Charlie
Spent his whole life waiting for his mum’s last party
Crowned at last and everything would be alright
Then son number one
And son number two
Had a set too and broke the dog’s bowl in a fight
While she sang
Harry, Harry won’t you fly with me
It could be so much better
Shooting Taliban together
What a power couple we will be
Let me tell you ’bout a woman called Camilla
Charlie’s regular date for dinner
The Princess of All Our Hearts ain’t for me
I wanna be your tampon
Come on, let’s get it on
I don’t care if I’m indiscreet
And she sang
Harry, Harry won’t you fly with me
It could be so much better
Shooting Taliban together
What a power couple we will be
Let me tell you ’bout a prince called William
The whole of Wales was his dominion
Hier to the throne, all he has to do is stay alive
But he fought with his brother
In the absence of his mother
About their choice of royal wives
And she sang
Harry, Harry won’t you fly with me
It could be so much better
Shooting Taliban together
What a power couple we will be
Let me tell you ’bout the whole damn lot of ‘em
How much better it would be to be shot of ‘em
Off with their heads, and those of all their friends
Gold, gilt and greed
Something we don’t need
And that’s the way the story ends
While she sang
Harry, Harry won’t you fly with me
It could be so much better
Shooting Taliban together
What a power couple we will be
Inspired by Elwood
Rover was the best dog we ever had
Rover made a lovely kebab
With chilli sauce he was really not bad
Bless him, Rover, what a good lad
Rover was the best dog we ever had
From Elwood’s Organic Dog Meat Farm
Elwood’s Organic Dog Meat Farm
Elwood’s dogs never come to no harm
‘Til they meet their fate
And end up on your plate
From corgi curry to Pomeranian stew
There ain’t a dish that dog meat cannot do
Local, organic and sustainably raised
You can eat ‘em grilled, you can eat ‘em braised
Always fresh, why not pick up a cut or two
From Elwood’s Organic Dog Meat Farm
Elwood’s Organic Dog Meat Farm
Elwood’s dogs never come to no harm
‘Til they meet their fate
And end up on your plate
Sausages should be made of sausage dogs
And Labrador steaks, well just because
Dogs and bitches make the best sandwiches
Enjoyed of course
With our special sauce
From Elwood’s Organic Dog Meat Farm
Elwood’s Organic Dog Meat Farm
Elwood’s dogs never come to no harm
‘Til they meet their fate
And end up on your plate
Steve White & The Protest Family 