Tuesday, December 20, 2016

Brexodus

Brexodus
Movement of Jah people, oh oh oh, yeah
 
Liberal people will fight ya down (tell me why)
When ya see Jah light. (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Let me tell you if you're not wrong (then, why?)
Everything is all right
So we gonna walk, all right, through de roads of imagination
We the generation (tell me why)
(Trod through great tribulation) trod through great tribulation
 
Brexodus, all right, no movement of Jah people
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, all right
Brexodus, no movement of Jah people, oh, yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah, well

Uh, open your eyes and look within
Are you satisfied (with the life you're living) uh
We know where we're going, uh
We know where we're from
We're burning Babylon
We stay in our father's land
Two, three, four exodus, no movement of Jah people, oh, yeah
(No movement of Jah people) no send us our brother Moses
(No movement of Jah people) from across the Red Sea
(No movement of Jah people) no send us our brother Moses
(No movement of Jah people) from across the Red Sea
(No movement of Jah people)
Brexodus, no way, oh, oh, oh
No movement of Jah people, oh, yeah
Brexodus
Brexodus, all right
 
Don't move, move, move, move, move
Open your eyes and look within
Are you satisfied with the life you're living?
We know where we're going
We know where we're from
We're burning Babylon, y'all
You stay in your father's land
Brexodus, no way, no movement of Jah people
Brexodus, no movement of Jah people
No movement of Jah people
No movement of Jah people
No movement of Jah people
No movement of Jah people
Don't move, move, move, move, move, move
Jah come to build up pression
Rule inequality
Enforce transgression
Don't set the captives free
Brexxodus, all right, all right
No movement of Jah people, oh, yeah
Brexxodus, no movement of Jah people, oh, now, now, now, now
 

Pure fish people mon is all I mon know

Written on the 23rd of June

Disinformer, you no say "Daddy me Gove, me I'll go blame"
The EU boom-boom down
Johnson-mon said Daddy me Gove me stab someone down the lane
The EU boom-boom down

Referendum come and now they blow down me door
Then em come lie thru thru my Windows
So then they put ‘Leave’ on the poll at the voting station
From that point on we reach our destination
When the destination reached they all hate on immigration
Where them whipped down me pants looked up me bottom, so

Disinformer, you no say "Daddy me Gove, me I'll go blame"
The EU boom-boom down
Johnson-mon said Daddy me Gove me stab someone down the lane
The EU boom-boom down

Bigger they are they think they have more power
They on the poll site an say that on (every) hour
Me for want to use it once an' now me call they lover
Lover who they be callin is European Community
An' they love her in their heart down to the belly
Yes me daddy me Gove me I feel cool and deadly
As the one MC May an' the one daddy Gove
Together we-a wreck 'em as a tornado

Disinformer, you no say "Daddy me Gove, me I'll go blame"
The EU boom-boom down
Johnson-mon said daddy me Gove me stab someone down the lane
The EU boom-boom down

Listen for me you better listen for me now
Listen for me you better listen for me now
When me rocking the economy me rock unsteady
Yes sir daddy me Gove are the article 50 don
But in the in an' the out of a dance them they say where you come from
People them say you come from Edinburgh
But me born an' raised in the ghetto that's the one I want you to know
Pure fish people, mon that's all I mon know
Yeah me policy are tear up an' me views used to show
Where me hope you no notice me am a Posho, so

Disinformer, you no say "Daddy me Gove, me I'll go blame"
The EU boom-boom down
Johnson-mon said Daddy me Gove me stab someone down the lane
The EU boom-boom down

Come with a nice May lady
Intelligent, yes she's tough and irie
Everywhere me go me never left her at all
Yes its daddy Gove me are the roam dance mon
Roam between a Murdoch-a in a nation-a
You never know say daddy me Gove me are the Boom Bust-a
Me never lay-a down flat in that one cardboard box
Yes say me Daddy me Gove me I'll go reaching at the top, so

Disinformer, you no say "Daddy me Gove, me I'll go blame"
The EU boom-boom down
Johnson-mon said Daddy me Gove me stab someone down the lane
The EU boom-boom down

Me sitting 'round cool with my Leadsom girl
Press knock my door, lick up my pal
Rough me up and I can't do a thing
Tap up my line when my telephone ring
Take me to the station black up my hands
Trail me down cause I'm hanging with the Goveman
What I'm gonna do? I'm backed and I'm trapped
Slap me in the face and took all of my crap
They have no clues and they wanna get warmer
But May will turn disinformer

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

An Eternal Drain

Close your eyes, give them our cash,
Do you see output falling, do you understand?
Do you feel the same, am I only dreaming?
Is this churning an eternal drain?

I believe we're going to bleed,
For the profits of bastards, we are asked not to see
Do you feel the same, am I only dreaming
Or is this gurning an eternal drain?

We don't face the pain and hide inside from the rain
A game so broken, that we don't even have a name
I don't want to lose our future

Oh

Embrace the pain, sun shines through the rain
Make the c*nts who caused it face up to the pain
I don't want to lose this feeling

Close your eyes and give me your hand
Do you feel my heart beating, do you understand?
Do you feel the same, am I only dreaming
Or are we learning that we need a new game?

Is this burning an eternal drain?

An eternal drain?

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Thursday, July 07, 2011

Theme: failure of deregulation

So we have the second great crisis of deregulation embodied by the phone-hacking scandal, on the back of the (still continuing, no matter what they try to tell you) financial crisis.

In the 1980s businesses all over the world, but especially in the UK, successfully lobbied for deregulation and privatisation on the grounds of efficiency gains. After 20-30 years of this it has been conclusively proved to be a failure - unrestrained and so called self-regulating markets do not self-regulate, not even in their own self-interest.

Banks and Newspapers (and energy companies, supermarkets etc) need to be regulated by the state on a number of key grounds:
Honesty / Transparency
Viability / Probity
Serving the public interest

If any of these tests are failed (at a strategic, not a one-off tactical level) then the businesses should be nationalised or at the very least all the management replaced with NO compensation.

We need change in our society. Huge corporations who shape our world must be made genuinely accountable to society - if this can't work then they should be forcibly split apart and restructured so that they do so.

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Thursday, February 24, 2011

Perdit spolia principi pecuniarum?

To the south, tyrants know
That it's time for them to go;
The cracks are starting to show:
An end to exploitation?
Reassertion of the nations
Against the
Against the
Against the selfish rule of the corporations?

In the north, trouble brews
As inequality lights the fuse
Angered by the bankers' abuse
The people start to realise
That growth is based on real lies
They can see
They can see
They can see the truth with real eyes

In our hearts we can see
Violence is our reality
You can watch it on TV
Sold arms to corrupt regimes
It's exactly what it seems
We caused these
We caused these
We caused these unpleasant scenes

Strategic priorities
Inconvenient realities
It's people that feel the squeeze
Of greed and morals
Of their rulers' quarrels
Liberals rest
Liberals rest
Liberals rest on their illiberal laurels

The United States understands
Genuinely democratic Muslim lands
Will be no friend of Uncle Sam's
Remove troops from our soil
From Israeli aid recoil
Get your hands
Get your hands
Get your hands off our oil

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Friday, January 29, 2010

Greed is manufactured in the world-factory to maintain the new caste system

To desire
Is, we are told, what makes us real
To consume
and to submit, for the nation's weal
Wherefore
Wherefore
Can we not just be?
And do, and love, and think and feel?

The cancer that
Gnaws on the hearts and minds of men
Is our desire
To have, to own, to keep, when
All we need
All we need
Is simply made and grown
And the reason for our lust is beyond our ken

The machine
That we all feed, it makes for to desire
So that we
Will spend our lives and blood in fire
Otherwise
Otherwise
Why should we live like this?
Working to enrich those whose wants will never tire

The illusion
Is one that serves some more than the poor
The deceit
Of democracy, is what we're working for
Not for love
Not for love
But for the profit of the few
So that they may feel that they are worth so much more

No wonder
We lose our faith, in god, in Blair, in Brown
For if it is all a lie
Why should the Queen retain her crown?
Starving child
Starving child
Is there nothing more we could do
But protest, donate and wear a guilty frown?

A factory for
The rich, is what our green world has become
Toiling to
Keep our own chains, and maintain the slums
Fairness
Fairness
Is deep within our souls
For our consciences are not so dumb

Time for change
And not just tinkering, but wholesale overthrow
Of the puppets of the rich
And the corporations in their greedy rows
Corruption
Corruption
Not just of this green world
But of our minds, and hearts, I suppose

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Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Bonus Bandits and Billy Bragg

I used to bank my chips
With an aggressive lending machine
The profits they seemed healthy
But I knew it was not what it seemed

"Do you want debt advice?"
Was what I heard them say
But in the language of the ghetto
That means "How much more can you pay?"

I wanted to free me
In my dreams I could see me
Running naked in the woods round Barclays
Trying to get away from the loan shark please
Unsecured debt
and the unrestrained bonus culture that was lurking
round the Gherkin

At a little low-level table we would talk
I carved the interest rate on a little wooden fork
Into the bank came the bonus bandit gang
They snatched the fork from out my hand

The bonus bandits looked at me
To assert my masculinity
I said "Oi!!"
They said "What?"
I said "Nothing".

(with deepest apologies to Bill Bailey and Billy Bragg)

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Monday, January 04, 2010

Tell the fucking truth

Tell the fucking truth

They write of pride and glory
They write of courage and shame
They tell you of your history
And who died in who's name

They make you sing of freedom
Chant of Christian peace and love
They make you think of your fellow man
And give praise unto God above

They tell you a tale of reason
Of progress, rights and law
Of liberty, equality and fraternity
Of all the good things worth dying for

They speak of unfairness
Of man's inhumanity to man
Of choice and also of happiness
And that they've got a plan

But they don't speak the truth
Not the whole nor nothing but
They tend to forget or underplay
The things that don't sound so good

Concentration camps in Africa
And poison gas in Iraq
Nerve gas and atomic bombs
We're kept well in the dark

The origins of fortunes
And the deals made by kings
The weapons sold for Nazi gold
And even less pleasant things

The wars to sell China opium
And WMD shipped to Saddam
The arming of the Muhajadeen
And dirty coups in Iran

The installation of dictators
Who'd let us rape their poor
Propping up medieval sheiks
To stop the commies at the door

Firebombing Dresden
Agent Orange and Napalm
Worldwide slavery
It's hard to stay so calm

The theft of the world's resources
So we can live like pigs
Creaming off the profits
From starving, diseased kids

We champion Capital not people
Profit and not Society
Ignorance not education
Selfishness not responsibility

We worship God but not each other
We bow to cash, not to thought
We never think about who has paid
For the pleasures that we've bought

They re-invent the enemy
To keep us all in line
Commies, druggies, Islamists
No enemies of mine

They speak to us of peril
And launch bloody wars
To keep themselves in power
And don't even show remorse

They lie, cheat, steal, and kill
And then manipulate the truth
Why should we have any standards?
When our leaders are this 'good'?

Berlusconi's prostitutes
Papal lies about contraception
Zionist walls across the land
And the 'immaculate conception'

Blair's lies about Iraq
Thierry Henry's handball
GW Bush's cocaine past
Hypocrites and cheaters all

The destruction of the planet
So we can live our plastic lives
With plastic food, in plastic towns
Watch plastic people on Sky

The insatiable triumph of greed
And the fruits of our lust
Billions more people
Turning the earth to dust

They argue over legal detail
They argue over proof
But if they want my respect
They should tell the fucking truth

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