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57,000
01:44
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2. |
DNR (Feat Bobbi QELD)
04:02
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Oh they say we're all born equal, but that line soon comes clear
When you have to fight for everything that you hold dear
A life that’s full of promise is not that much to ask
Instead they leave you lying, dying, battered in the dust
The hand that's meant to help you, oh it turns away instead
Raises untold barriers, processes filled with dread
They sit there in their judgement telling you that you’re not ill
You’re just another scrounger one more name that's off the bill
They don't care about your life
They don't care about your care
As long as it's not them they’ll be completely unaware
Coz money is as money does
And it draws a budget line
You’re just numbers on a spreadsheet
You fade away in time
Do not, do not, do not
Resuscitate
Do not, do not, do not
Resuscitate
Do not (do not), do not (do not), do not
Resuscitate
Do not, do not, do not
(Resuscitate)
There are things you take for granted that break me up inside
Basic human decency should not be hard to find
But if you don't have a toilet or a hoist that I can use
Then yet again it's me, the one that’s got to lose
They don't care about your life
They don't care about your care
As long as it's not them they’ll be completely unaware
Coz money is as money does
And it draws a budget line
You’re just numbers on a spreadsheet
You fade away in time
Do not, do not, do not
Resuscitate
Do not, do not, do not
Resuscitate
Do not (do not), do not (do not), do not
Resuscitate
Do not, do not, do not
(Resuscitate)
We're dying in our thousands, yeah we're dying in our droves
Still they turn and say that it’s the way it has to go
You’ve got to pay the Piper, got to balance up the books
And all the while they let another fat cat off the hook
They don't care about your life
They don't care about your care
As long as it's not them they’ll be completely unaware
Coz money is as money does
And it draws a budget line
You’re just numbers on a spreadsheet
You fade away in time
Just another number on their spreadsheets, dead peak
NHS cuts just fucked up your bedsheets
Red meat to a Tory broadsheet editor
Prejudiced eugenicists who want you on a register
DNR, DNR, seeing our people are
Being starved, ceasing our beating hearts
It’s fascist when they’re hoping we give up
Dyspraxic so they think that I’ll slip up
Listen you’ll find there’s no time for the visiting
We’re rising up like the prices of insulin
ADHD, won’t prescribe em with ritalin
ACAB, that’s the swine and the pig in him
Knowing our state just creates disabilities
Paraplegic off of their paramilitaries
Captains of industry, facing a mutiny
DNR: disabled and revolutionary
They don't care about your life
They don't care about your care
As long as it's not them they’ll be completely unaware
Coz money is as money does
And it draws a budget line
You’re just numbers on a spreadsheet
They don't care about your life
They don't care about your care
As long as it's not them they’ll be completely unaware
Coz money is as money does
And it draws a budget line
You’re just numbers on a spreadsheet
You fade away in time.
Do not, do not, do not
Resuscitate
Do not, do not, do not
Resuscitate
Do not (do not), do not (do not), do not
Resuscitate
Do not, do not, do not
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3. |
Kill The Bill
03:52
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Well, a wicked jungle sound system and banging samba band
Has all been overshadowed by a burning police van
It was vital protest action, standing up for what is right
And only one group there that day came dressed up for a fight
(Their shirts were blue and their boots were black and they went on the attack)
Turn off the BBC
Don’t listen to what they sell ya
Don’t get your information off
A rich cunt from Australia
And if you ask me
Is this democracy?
I don’t know what I’d tell ya
(Kill the bill, kill the bill, kill the bill)
Well coming after travellers first’s what fascist regimes do
Once under lock and key, they’ll be coming for you too
It shouldn’t be a crime to lead a different way of life
But it will be if we don’t see the toffs off with a fight
(Stand your ground, stand your ground, no fucking pasaran)
Turn off the BBC
Don’t listen to what they sell ya
Don’t get your information off
A rich cunt from Australia
And if you ask me
Is this democracy?
I don’t know what I’d tell ya
So turn off the BBC
Do not listen to what they tell you
Don’t get your information off
a rich cunt from Australia and
If you ask me
Is this democracy?
I don’t know what I’d tell ya
Turn off the BBC
Don’t listen to what they sell ya
Don’t get your information off
A rich cunt from Australia
And if you ask me
Is this democracy?
I don’t know what I’d tell ya
(Kill the bill, kill the bill, kill the bill)
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4. |
Out to Sea
03:25
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It’s dark when I leave for work and dark when I return
Heavy eyes, dry throat and telephone burn
This is no kinda life for someone like me
I’d rather be a sailor out upon the open sea
Out across the ocean, so far from the shore
I leave the suits behind they don’t control me anymore
With no obligations and the freedom to decide
I just follow the winds and the flowing tide
I said away, hey, I’m going out to sea
Some place they’ll never find me
Away, hey, oh I wanna be
Free to be the man I wanna be
Well I clock off in the morning at a quarter to five
The sun rises too early in the summertime
I sell my soul in exchange for food and wine
Longing to escape this life of mine
Well out across the ocean, living without a care
Rum in my belly and the wind in my hair
Oh can’t you see, this is how I wanna be
So raise the anchor, hoist the sails and set me free
I said away, hey, I’m going out to sea
Some place they’ll never find me
Away, hey, oh I wanna be
Free to be the man I wanna be
I said away, hey, I’m going out to sea
Some place they’ll never find me
Away, hey, oh I wanna be
Free to be the man I wanna be
I said away, hey, I’m going out to sea
Some place they’ll never find me
Away, hey, oh I’m gonna be
Free to be the man I wanna be
Free to be the man I wanna be
Free to be the man I wanna be
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5. |
Jailbreaker
02:41
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Now gather round and hear the song of good old Jack the Lad
This slippery son ensnared by none, he never could be had
Four times they tried to lock him up, four times he did escape
His reputation flourished every time he got away, they named him
Jailbreaker
Jailbreaker
First time he went up to the roof, then down onto the ground
The sound of bars and timbers breaking woke the folk around
Still clapped in irons, he went and joined the crowd
Watching his own escape, he pointed to the clouds and shouted
Jailbreaker
Jailbreaker
With lovely Lyon by his side, he soon escaped again
But lovely Lady Lyon was a tricksy little friend
She turned Jack in to Johnny Wild but had a change of heart
She dressed Jack up in frocks and skirts, he surely looked the part, he was a
Jailbreaker
Jailbreaker
Final time, he showed the gaolers just how it was done
He slipped his bonds before their eyes, by golly, they were stunned
They tightened up his cuffs and said we’ve got you, Jacky son
He bowed his head and smiled a smile, he never would be done
He broke his chains and crawled up through the chapel’s holy floor
And then he burst his way through six or seven mighty doors
Just as if to spite them, he went back down to his hold
To grab himself a blanket to protect him from the cold
He was a cunning, quick and crafty, captivating little con
A sneaky, sleazy sinner who’d confess he did no wrong
Well connected, discontented when put under key and lock
He said I am the shepherd, and the gaolers are my flock, I am a
Jailbreaker
Jailbreaker
Jailbreaker
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Oh, Tallulah, you take me where I wanna go, Tallulah
Through the sleet and snow
Oh, Tallulah, you take me where I wanna go
Oh, the bane of Network Rail
She’s three wheels of freedom
Riding down the old pathway
A purple speed-demon, tricycle liberator
It’s not a trike to me, it’s my mobility
That gets me round like able-bodied folks
Oh, Tallulah, you take me where I wanna go, Tallulah
Through the sleet and snow
Oh, Tallulah, you take me where I wanna go
Oh, the bane of Network Rail
Now I’m proud to be disabled but I don’t need a chair
It’s not really practical for me
Instead my purple tricycle fits me to a tee
She’s my strong and stabilised steed
Oh, Tallulah, you take me where I wanna go, Tallulah
Through the sleet and snow
Oh, Tallulah, you take me where I wanna go
Oh, the bane of Network Rail
These wheels smash fascists and ableist wankers
Just like that man upon the street
Who thinks he can question my disability
Just because I’m up on my feet
Oh, Tallulah, you take me where I wanna go, Tallulah
Through the sleet and snow
Oh, Tallulah, you take me where I wanna go
Oh, the bane of Network Rail
Now I know that you’re not perfect
Your handlebars are fucked
Your brakes are on the fritz again and the chain keeps falling off
But even when you send me arse over tit
I’m just really glad that you’re here
Oh, Tallulah, you take me where I wanna go, Tallulah
Through the sleet and snow
Oh, Tallulah, you take me where I wanna go
Oh, the bane of Network Rail
Oh, Tallulah, you take me where I wanna go, Tallulah
Through the sleet and snow
Oh, Tallulah, you take me where I wanna go
Oh, the bane of Network Rail
Oh, the bane of Network Rail
GET ON YOUR TRIKES AND RIDE!
Oh, won’t you take me home tonight
Oh, riding on my purple trike
Oh, you’re gonna let me on that train
Oh, the bane of Network Rail
Oh, won’t you take me home tonight
Oh, riding on my purple trike
Oh, you’re gonna let me on that train
Oh, the bane of Network Rail
Oh, the bane of Network Rail
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7. |
Unknown Sailor
03:49
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Making his way down to Portsmouth from London
He met three young men in the cold
A kind-hearted man, he broke bread with the strangers
But oh how the night would unfold
As darkness closed in and the path was deserted
The strangers’ intent was to kill
They stripped him, and robbed him, and sliced the man’s throat
And left him to die on the hill
It’s the tale of the Unknown Sailor
Remembered for how he was killed
And cursed be the man who dares wander alone
With the ghosts of Hindhead hill
Their crime soon discovered, swift justice was sought
For the innocent man they betrayed
As sun rose before them, the butchers were captured
A life for a life must be paid
As a warning to all who would dare pass that way
The strangers were hung up in chains
Left there to starve and to rot on the hillside
Their bonds till this day still remain
It’s the tale of the Unknown Sailor
Remembered for how he was killed
And cursed be the man who dares wander alone
With the ghosts of Hindhead hill
Hundreds of years may have passed since that night
But the curse on that land shall not fail
The rattling of chains can be heard through the night
And a soft, yet tormented soul’s wail
It’s the tale of the Unknown Sailor
Remembered for how he was killed
And cursed be the man who dares wander alone
With the ghosts of Hindhead hill
Tale of the Unknown Sailor
Remembered for how he was killed
And cursed be the man who dares wander alone
Cursed be the man who dares wander alone
Cursed be the man who dares wander alone
With the ghosts of Hindhead hill
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8. |
Dacw Nghariad
03:01
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Dacw 'nghariad i lawr yn y berllan
Tw rym di ro rym di radl didl dal
O na bawn i yno fy hunan
Tw rym di ro rym di radl didl dal
Dacw'r tŷ, a dacw'r 'sgubor
Dacw ddrws y beudy'n agor
Ffaldi radl didl dal, ffaldi radl didl dal
Tw rym di ro rym di radl didl dal
Dacw’r dderwen wych ganghennog
Tw rym di ro rym di radl didl dal
Golwg arni sydd dra serchog
Tw rym di ro rym di radl didl dal
Mi arhosaf yn ei chysgod
Nes daw 'nghariad i 'ngyfarfod
Ffaldi radl didl dal, ffaldi radl didl dal
Tw rym di ro rym di radl didl dal
Ffaldi radl didl dal, ffaldi radl didl dal
Tw rym di ro rym di radl didl dal
Ffaldi radl didl dal, ffaldi radl didl dal
Tw rym di ro rym di radl didl dal
Dacw'r delyn, dacw'r tannau
Tw rym di ro rym di radl didl dal
Beth wyf gwell, heb neb i’w chwarae
Tw rym di ro rym di radl didl dal
Dacw'r feinwen hoenus fanwl
Beth wyf well heb gael ei meddwl
Ffaldi radl didl dal, ffaldi radl didl dal
Tw rym di ro rym di radl didl dal
Ffaldi radl didl dal, ffaldi radl didl dal
Tw rym di ro rym di radl didl dal
Ffaldi radl didl dal, ffaldi radl didl dal
Tw rym di ro rym di radl didl dal
Ffaldi radl didl dal, ffaldi radl didl dal
Tw rym di ro rym di radl didl dal
Ffaldi radl didl dal, ffaldi radl didl dal
Tw rym di ro rym di radl didl dal
Tw rym di ro
Radl didl dal
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9. |
Common Folk
04:12
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Now who would be a nurse while the NHS is beat
Saving people’s lives while you can’t afford to eat
Trying to warn the people who’s to blame for all the mess
Ungrateful patients sit by as it’s sold to the US
And who would take up teaching in the Britain of today
With systematic bullying and stagnant rates of pay
If future generations mean so little to the right
Feels about time that we had a general strike
So raise your voice and take to the streets
If you want true democracy
The people united will never be divided by their hand
So brace for the attack
And we can take our country back
From liars and fascists and tyrants who think they own this land
It’s time for common folk to take a stand
Now who would even dare to take the pronoun of their choice
While the cult of gender critical is silencing their voice
They think they get to tell you who’s a woman or a man
While working with the same groups that impose abortion bans
It's more of the same nonsense that queer folx have always faced
There’s truly nothing radical about your brand of hate
If you call yourself feminist but shout down those who are trans
You’re no better than a woman-hating man
So raise your voice and take to the streets
If you want true democracy
The people united will never be divided by their hand
So brace for the attack
And we can take our country back
From liars and fascists and tyrants who think they own this land
It’s time for common folk to take a stand
Who would even dare to cross the ocean waves
Risking their lives to find a land they can feel safe
Asking food and refuge to be told that there’s no space
By a Tory-voting boomer with a sweaty gammon face
So raise your voice and take to the streets
If you want true democracy
The people united will never be divided by their hand
So brace for the attack
And we can take our country back
From liars and fascists and tyrants who think they own this land
It’s time for common folk to take a stand
Oh it’s time for common folk to take a stand
Oh it’s time for common folk to take a stand
Oh it’s time for common folk to take a stand
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10. |
Wheel of Time
04:28
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Oh, the wheel of time keeps turning, sure as the Severn seeks the shore
And now the wind has taken me away from its mighty roar
And I know one day I’ll turn west again and be greeted like a friend
In a land I once called home and that I someday will again
Out west there is a river that’ll take you to the sea
If you’re looking for some loneliness then it’s sweet company
You sit by the banks and watch the world go by
But now that life has left me far behind
Oh, the wheel of time keeps turning, sure as the Severn seeks the shore
And now the wind has taken me away from its mighty roar
And I know one day I’ll turn west again and be greeted like a friend
In a land I once called home and that I someday will again
I wander these lonely streets at night, looking at the stars
Thinking of old friends and good times now gone
And some days I wonder if we’ll ever meet again
In this land, another, or somewhere in between
Oh, the wheel of time keeps turning, sure as the Severn seeks the shore
And now the wind has taken me away from its mighty roar
And I know one day I’ll turn west again and be greeted like a friend
In a land I once called home and that I someday will again
And now I dock in a foreign land, so far from the roar
Filled with a loneliness, like never was before
And some days I think her calling out to me
A voice that tells me one day to come back home again
Oh, the wheel of time keeps turning, sure as the Severn seeks the shore
And now the wind has taken me away from its mighty roar
And I know one day I’ll turn west again and be greeted like a friend
In a land I once called home and that I someday will again
Oh, the wheel of time keeps turning, sure as the Severn seeks the shore
And now the wind has taken me away from its mighty roar
And I know one day I’ll turn west again and be greeted like a friend
In a land I once called home and that I someday will again
In a land I once called home and that I someday will again
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Nasty Fishmonger Bristol, UK
Nasty Fishmonger was formed with the grand ambition of getting into festivals for free. With that dream now realised, their debut album 'Band of Common Folk' is seeing the chaotic folk-punk collective ascend to ever greater heights. Foot-stomping folk anthems with earworm choruses and a riotous live show ensure that audiences everywhere are left with an insatiable hunger for the 'Fishmonger! ... more
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