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Genocide In Your Living Room
There’s a genocide in your living room
It’s item six on the news
After some vox pop football fans
And more economic blues
There’s a genocide on the BBC
There’s a genocide on ITV
There’s a genocide in your living room
There’s a genocide in your living room
And now its time for the weather
They’re shooting the starving queuing for food
There’s an area of high pressure
There’s a genocide on the BBC
There’s a genocide on ITV
There’s a genocide in your living room
(But just whistle on)
There’s a genocide in your living room
But only if you stay tuned in
There’ll be another programme along in a minute
To save you from being sucked in
There’s a genocide on the BBC
There’s a genocide on ITV
There’s a genocide in your living room
There’s a genocide in your living room
Do you think that you should take action
There’s plenty of folk trying to scare you off
There’s plenty of other distraction
There’s a genocide on the BBC
There’s a genocide on ITV
There’s a genocide in your living room
(But just whistle on)
Evidence-Based Punk Rock
Coming soon!
The cover art is based on Steve’s songwriting notebook and the CD version of the album knits the songs together into consistent narrative with sounds and poems. Yes, Evidence-Based Punk Rock (or evidence-based punk rock, depending on whether you’re listening to the CD or the download/streaming version) is nearly here.
We’ll be announcing a release date soon but first we need to get the word out there. So, if you can help us out with a review/radio play/podcast/interview/etc., please give us a shout.
A Country Without Heroes
In a country without heroes
Where the people worship cartoon characters
Art dies at the hand of content
Celebrities and brands
In a country without heroes
Where the people worship cartoon characters
Larger than life
Is all that leaders understand
Larger than life
Is all that leaders understand
In a country without heroes
Everyone’s the star of their own B-movie
In a country without heroes
Everyone’s afraid…well, wouldn’t you be
In a country without heroes
Where the people worship cartoon characters
Anyone can be a millionaire
Or so they’re told
In a country without heroes
Where the people worship cartoon characters
Everything’s for sale
And everything’s been sold
Everything’s for sale
And everything’s been sold
In a country without heroes
Everyone’s the star of their own B-movie
In a country without heroes
Everyone’s afraid…well, wouldn’t you be
In a country without heroes
Where the people worship cartoon characters
One man’s abject poverty
Is another man’s trillionaire
In a country without heroes
Where the people worship cartoon characters
Millions are in poverty
And the trick is not to care
Millions are in poverty
And the trick is not to care
In a country without heroes
Everyone’s the star of their own B-movie
In a country without heroes
Everyone’s afraid…well, wouldn’t you be
Everyone’s afraid…well, wouldn’t you be too
Lee’s House
Lee’s house ain’t as nice
As his house, ain’t as nice
As what an asylum seeker gets
And Lee’s clothes ain’t as nice
As his clothes, ‘cos Lee knows
All the things an asylum seeker gets
From
GB News, LBC
Folks with no time for refugees
On the basis that they’re rich racists
And that’s what they want Lee to see
Lee’s money ain’t as much
As their money, ain’t as much
As what an asylum seeker gets
And Lee’s phone ain’t as nice
As his phone, ‘cos he’s been shown
What an asylum seeker gets
By
GB News, Talk TV
Folks like Nick Ferrari
On the basis that they’re rich racists
And that’s what they want Lee to see
Shall we show him
Shall we show him
Shall we show him
That Lee’s house is twice as nice
As his house, twice as nice
As what an asylum seeker gets
And Lee’s clothes are twice as nice
As his clothes, twice as nice
As what an asylum seeker gets
(Nothing, they buy their own)
And Lee’s money is so much more
Than his money, so much more
Than what an asylum seeker gets
(Forty-nine pounds a week)
And Lee’s phone is so much better
Than his phone, so much better
Than what an asylum seeker gets
‘Cos they’re from charities so they can stay in touch
With the process, services and such
But that ain’t what they want Lee to see
They want him to blame the refugee
And Lee’s house ain’t as nice
As his house, ain’t as nice
As what Nigel Farage gets
The New Austerity Inn: Rachel in Tears
Rachel’s in tears behind the bar of The New Austerity Inn. The boss at the brewery has refused to say if he’ll keep her on or not and the local paper’s got hold of the story.
Against all odds, the locals are rallying round. They might not have forgiven her for trying to chase the old folk out who’d just come in for a bit of warmth during the winter, but it’s their pub, nonetheless, and their loyalty means that the books are starting to look slightly better.
The beer is still awful, mind you.
The Prostate Test
The robot can’t stick its finger up your arse
But it can interpret your test results
So long as there’s sufficient comparators
In the health databases it consults
(A subject we may return to later
Is why Big Tech is after your NHS data)
And if there’s plenty of others to compare
Then speed-wise it’s in a different class
It can say yes or no without a human there
And it doesn’t stick its finger up your arse
My Girl
My girl’s got a spray can
She’s gonna paint it red
My girl hates genocide
It gets inside her head
My girl found a warplane
Which she painted red
My girl is not afraid
Of Suffragette Yvette
She’s gonna paint it red
She’s gonna paint it red
She’s gonna paint it red
She’s gonna paint it red
My girl’s got a spray can
She’s gonna paint it red
My girl hates complicity
With tens of thousands dead
My girl went to Elbit
Just to paint it red
My girl is not afraid
Of Suffragette Yvette
She’s gonna paint it red
She’s gonna paint it red
She’s gonna paint it red
She’s gonna paint it red
My girl said how do you stand to one side
And casually watch a real-time genocide
When there’s people in this country that you know provide
Drones and weapons that they’ve barely denied
While the government’s worse than a simple blind eye
Saying oh how awful, doing nothing beside
While the weapons keep flowing until everyone is dead
So the least I can do is to paint it red
My girl’s got a spray can
She’s gonna paint it red
My girl sprays Free Palestine
Or Free Gaza instead
My girl went to Arconic
Just to paint it red
My girl is not afraid
Of Suffragette Yvette
She’s gonna paint it red
An Englishman’s Car is His Castle
Ellie lost her flat in a Section 21
Her landlord said your time has come
I’ve been made an offer I can’t refuse
I’m selling up and booking cruise
Patrick lost his flat in a Section 21
His landlord said next month you’re done
Your rent no longer covers the mortgage
It ain’t my fault there’s a housing shortage
Now an Englishman’s car is his castle
An Englishman’s home is his Ford Capri
An Englishman’s car is his castle
‘Cause only the very rich can own property
Simon lost his flat in a no-fault eviction
To the tune of his landlord’s benediction
I’m sorry that’s just the way the markets are
On Monday, Simon’s moving into his car
Now an Englishman’s car is his castle
An Englishman’s home is his Ford Capri
An Englishman’s car is his castle
‘Cause only the very rich can own property
Gary said they’re coming for your mum’s house too
That’s what very rich people do
You rent your home, you rent your Sky
You even rent your music off of Spotify
Off of Spotify
Gary said they’re coming for your mum’s house too
That’s what very rich people do
The subscription model of society
Where everything is owned by the super-wealthy
The super-wealthy
Now an Englishman’s car is his castle
An Englishman’s home is his Ford Capri
An Englishman’s car is his castle
Cause only the very rich can own property
Now an Englishman’s car is his castle
An Englishman’s home is his Ford Capri
An Englishman’s car is his castle
An Englishman’s home is his Ford Capri
An Englishman’s home ain’t owned by you or me
The American Dream
He wears his shoes way too big
And tells the most tremendous lies
He’s got magic healing ears
And two blind eyes for genocide
His allies are cosplay fascists
But the real deal is him
If you care to disagree
The boots come marching in
He’ll tell you that it’s beautiful
He’ll even tell you it’s a gift
All hail forty-seven
All hail President Grift
They spit, we hit
The words of President Unfit
He sent the army in to wash away their sins
And this is how it all begins
Trained by the sales team and TV
Rule by executive decree
The American dream, the American scream
Dissent suppressed live on your screen
He’ll tell you that it’s beautiful
He’ll even tell you it’s a gift
All hail forty-seven
All hail President Grift
The American dream is a crypto scheme
The American dream is a crypto scheme
A meme coin grifting new regime
The American Dream is a crypto scheme
The American dream is a crypto scheme
The American dream is a crypto scheme
While bombers fly in Middle Eastern skies
The American dream is a crypto scheme
He’ll tell you that it’s beautiful
He’ll even tell you it’s a gift
All hail forty-seven
All hail President Grift
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