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Arrest Blair Dot Org
03:58
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Chorus
Who’s protecting you Tony Blair, Tony Blair, Tony B-lai-r?
Seemingly living without a care, swanning around like a billionaire
A million maimed and thousands have died
Tony B-lai-r we want your hide
The people want you ‘cause you lied
Verse 1
Arrest blair dot org
Explain to the dead lying in the morgue
A man who did deals behind The Whitehouse door,
A man haunted by a legacy of War!
Verse 2
Put a bounty on Tony Blair
Citizens Arrest no matter where
Answer the Court for the crime of warmonger
A crimes against peace he can’t hide any longer.
Middle Eight
What can you say to the 179?
Innocent civilians, has the toll reached a million?
Financial cost, £9 billion lost.
Or a bone tossed, opportunity cost,
a holo-caust?
Verse 3
“Knowing the issues” is a crucial Blair-ism
Fight root causes extremism
Toxic, unstable matrix of factions
Leading to thermo-nuclear reaction.
Verse 4
He whips up fear, and gives you a steer.
Blames a bad system, abuse of religion,
Saddam Hussein in 2003
What he wants you to see? “Don’t blame me!”
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2. |
Blair is to Blame
02:58
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Intro
There’s no peace in the Middle East
The blood that’s been bled the lies we were fed, 179 soldiers dead.
What Tony Blair denies, they’re all liars and lies,
Was it worth the pain for ill gotten gain and so many lives?
Chorus
Name and Shame Tony Blair’s to blame,
He signed on the line for the one seven nine.
Put Blair in the chair, make him squeal, make him feel
The shame of war crime, for the one seven nine.
Former New Labour Prime Minister
Is really someonerather more sinister
Seeking more glory than a big fat Tory
A wannabe messiah but no higher than a liar.
P.M. for a decade, P.M. of Live Aid
Bleats about peace for the “poor” Middle East
Steadfast support for G Dubya, (why would ya?)
D’y’know how that relates (how could ya?)
To the United States and Thousands paid for dinner plates
Prays with the people under a church steeple
Envoy of the rich, shaker in politics
Speaks the forked tongue, he’s got his horns on,
A devil in disguise still tells a pack of lies.
With his super rich friends dining on canapés
Cutting big deals for his charitable clichés
The Tony Blair essay written to explain,
He’ll pass the blame, while quaffing champagne
The New Statesman politician
Rewriting history for selfish ambition
He’s damn good at using words to twist and turn
Like a snake ar’you awake?, what d’y’ discern?
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Chorus
Bankers priests and politicians,
Unholy marriage with big religions
Fake donations to faith foundations
Rise up; vent your condemnation!
Morally bankrupt totally corrupt.
We’re all bust through greed lies and lust
Awake your disgust for betrayers of our trust
Tony Blair, unrepentant and hard
Like a psycho star, an Alan B’stard.
Are you on the left or really on the right?
Do your palms sweat, how do you sleep at night?
Chorus
He was a leader of a great nation
A bold deceiver of a generation
Played poker with a joker, with a right hot flush,
Doing good deals wi’ G Dubya Bush,
Chorus
On the backs of the weak they ride_____
To the people they guide, they just lied____:
They cheat the poor to feed their grubby greed
While real workers are left in need, to bleed___
Chorus
Body language trained to perfection
To get your attention, make a media connection
Silver tongues sweet as honey
They’re all just in it for the money_____
Chorus
You got it all baby in high society
You played for it, wealth, fame and notoriety
But the media beasts will have their feasts
On élitist ‘social-ist high priests.
Chorus
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4. |
Shameless
03:40
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Greedy for wealth, got no health
You got no shame, can’t look a’ter yo’self
Wanna be___ a footballer, have some fun
Or be a gangsta on the run
……….got me a gun
(nice bum)
Chorus
I’m down the pub, I’m in a club
Up and down, ain’t got no frown
What’s the point, smoke a joint
Love her to bits, I’m living off her benefits
(and my wits)
(she’s got big tits)
(she’ll have a fit)
(I’m just a git)
Bored at school, but ain’t no fool
They’re just setting me up to slave like a mutt
And stealin’ cars don’t get you far
Nothing better than a fight
…………….Big night!
Chorus
Ah need a job, Yeah need some dough
But life’s easier with a grow, bro’
Help me out, I’m in a hole
In a week I’ll get my dole
……………….sell my soul
Chorus
Don’t wake me up I’ve made my choice
I’ll stay asleep or watch TV
You can say what you want, I’m just outa’ my tree
It’s all about me
(Hey is that for free)
Strutt about, acting hard
‘Til we’re up ‘gainst Scotland Yard
Listen to me bud, I’m just a punk
Just need some help to score some junk
……………………. a little drunk
(a bit of skunk)
Chorus
So it goes, with this crowd
Never learnin’ always proud
‘Til the Devils bill has to be paid
That’s the day you’ll be afraid
of lifes parade
(of getting laid)
Chorus
My moneys always spent
Can’t pay the rent
Live in a tent
That’s what I meant
I’ll live in Kent
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They’re walking around in a trance all right
In a world of darkness, but not at night
I’m just sitting here, in my car
And watching the world from afar
A girl with a phone clasped to her head
Her child in a pram cries off it’s head
And I think to myself “Are you alright?
“Wher’re ya goin’, wha’cha doing tonight?”
She comes to me in a flash of light
Blinding pure, some kind of second sight
(the dead of night)
Chaos, not as dark as she seems
Distils out order, in all of your dreams
No Hay! No pay! Jam tomorrow, bread today
Living life at speed never been freed
No Hay! No pay! Jam tomorrow, bread today
Driven by our greed, we fight and we bleed
Its an illusion, A total confusion
A dark reflection, a bright projection
Come on now!, Smash the glass
Get up off your ass-sss-pp
It’s sad we don’t know what love is
Just a touch or a kiss, so remiss
Pushed and pulled by our desire
Fuelled and fanned, by snakes for hire
No Hay! No pay! Jam tomorrow, bread today
Watch your need just enough to breed
No Hay! No pay! Jam tomorrow, bread today
Look for the way, are you OK?
I’m out there seeking what I crave
Not doing much just being brave
It’s an act of hu-mil- ity
To show some hu-man-i-ty
What do we need whilst looking for a seed?
A germ to grow, something to know
Making it better, making it whole
Filling up your empty soul
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6. |
Truth and Lies
04:05
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Truth and lies,Truth and Lies,
Everybody cries it’s all denied.
…..They’re replicating human machines
Living life in dreams, not as it seems [What does it mean?]
Playing it cool acting the fool
Human drones, holographic clones
Do y’ know where I’ve been?Do y’ know what I’ve seen?
Primal scream, you know what I mean.
You tell me Truth and lies,Truth and Lies,
What a surprise (disguise) you tell me Truth and lies.
Truth love, War and hate
Just to what___, do you relate?
Its all there‘War of the Worlds’
Like cinéma scenes karma un-furls…..
Take me I’m yours
On all fours I’m begging poor
It’s all about the metaphor
But I still come___back for more…..
We’re all alone, throw the dog a bone
In no man’s land, say “talk to the hand”
It’s a fight to be right
Those in the hive believe they’re alive…..
Socrates and philosophies
Endless___andros-copies
You will know when you’re awake
Realise that most are fake…..
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7. |
Empire of Debt
02:39
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Chorus
Mortgage, Job, Tax, credit cards
Greedy bankers, retards
Big Fat bankers yeah, they work hard!
Landlord says “You! You’re barred”
Politicians corruption marred
Empire of Debt, are we bankrupt yet?
A juicy peach just outa reach
Civil rights for those with loaded dice
Retail price seduce and entice.
All shiny and new you don’t think twice
Go on! Take, take, it’s all fake
No-one realises until it’s too late
Sweet hot chocolate cold ice cream
You’ll wake up in the middle of your cosy dream
Wage slaves that’s what they want
Life on benefit, you realised it yet
Privatise it profit prophet
Empire of debt, just a market threat
They’ll strip the asset, playin’ Russian roulette.
Wage slaves that’s what they want
Media overload, the holy mother load
The real function, super consumption
What’s new ‘n’ hot, for the hungry “have not”
You’ve gotto see just what I’ve got.
Personal, Car, Student loans,
Hol-i-day’s, mobile phones
Sign the dotted line, your freedoms blown
A system drone don’t, reap what’s sown.
Buck the system, Cash is King
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8. |
Shattered Illusions
05:14
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Intro
Shattered illusion, total confusion
Financial meltdown, scary clown
Shattered illusion, mind contusion
You got the frown, now wear the crown
1.
Who is truly free? Not you! and
Certainly not me
Is it a sin to want to win
The approval of men and women?
Chorus
Does it really matter you’re as mad as a hatter.
Your illusions are about to shatter?
If it’s not real, why do you feel?
You’re barking mad, why’re you so sad?
(Woof woof!)
2,
Money so easily can be a snare
Is it really so hard to share?
You could make, not be a fake
Just give and really live.
Chorus
3.
The blood of the system
Goes round and around____
Pumped by a heart with no sound____
It’s just a flow, high and low
An ugly green tide, it’s so hard to ride.
Chorus
Don’t pop a pill, it makes you ill
Look behind the door, or under the floor.
Coffee’s a drug, n’ I say it with a shrug
‘Cos I take it too, and tea, just like you.
Chorus
4.
Life is just a groove my friend
Take the rough with the smooth and bend
Don’t think, that you already know_____
Go about your business go with the flow.
Chorus
5.
Cross the barrier, cross the void
What is it you’re trying to avoid?_____
Get up, climb up, get out of your cage
And look around you, re-write your page.
Chorus
6.
My art is there_____ to be heard
It’s not___ just the written word_____
Melded with sound, I don’t know why,
Now you can fly, reach for the sky.
Chorus
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Jimmy Cogg Worksop, UK
Song writing is kind of like poetry set to sound, a creative, happy pleasure. I would like to give that happiness to you. It
is all for your pleasure and joy.
To all those that have provided inspiration for my songs, encouraged, cajoled and funded me into getting some of my songs recorded. I couldn't have done it without you. You know who you are! Thank You so much.
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