1. |
Fists Up
03:41
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There's a lot to be said for
Sticking to your guns
And I wish more people would
Be loyal or something close
And the times that you look round
And see nothing but hate
Well, how would you change it
You'd wait, I know, I know, I know
Put your fists up and go
Put your fists up and go
Put your fists up and go
Tell me it is right and tell me it is good
And the future will not be
As bleak as some say
Cos eventually someone
Will lead the way, I know, I know
Makes me right, makes me wrong
Makes me glad we are strong
I pray one day the chains that bind us will snap
And V.I. Lenin said
If we all unite
We could overcome greed
And the fight would start
And we would win, I know
Revolutions are very unchic today
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2. |
Bonus
02:45
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The pen and the wrist
Or the spade and the fist
Take your choice, do the twist
I am sick of you - sick!
You work hard or lose
Your bonus - you choose
You'll have to get used
To being abused
So don't go slow
Bust a gut and go
Time and a half
Is waiting - don't laugh
You follow the path
You end up half daft
Your bonus will kill
Your fire and your will
It might make you ill
The overtime pill
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3. |
Boss
03:02
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Boss - are you quite proud
Of all you've done
You don't seem to care
It's out of your hair
How many people have you fired to date?
How many of them are broken?
Does it upset you to know what you've done?
I hope you find something to choke on
Boss - why did you get
To where you are
Don't forget who paid for
Your company car
Boss - if only you
Would try to be true
You might gain respect
But not from me
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4. |
Shop Steward
03:13
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I am not going to go very far
I am not going to swing on a star
And ambition will never be
My number one priority
A shop steward's fate is infamy
His bad mistakes are legendary
And the people you represent are
As trustworthy as an old car
And you know they never will
Swallow the bitterest pill
You try your best but it is hard
To retain trust after the last card
And you promise you won't compromise
But you're still the one the workers despise
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5. |
Face Away
03:36
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What a bloody waste
There's people tearing us down
But no-one wants to know
They want to keep their job secure
Unions losing power
Hardly raising a frown
As long as there is work to do
No-one breaks ground
Face away, face away from it all
Settling for nothing
It's a negative game
Workers keep the country going
But they just stay the same
Everyone can't lose their jobs
It might seem that way
Accepting cuts in wages
Doesn't make it OK
Who am I to grumble
Who am I to say why
People shouldn't give up
And just lie down and die
It is not my problem
Is the common reply
What a bloody waste
No wonder nobody tries
Face the searing pain
And cry out again
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6. |
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Everywhere I look
No-one's reading books
Personality
Is your guarantee
Sanity is not statistical
Common sense is not predictable
Sanity is not statistical
Vanity is so predictable
Intelligence is out
Apathy's the shout
One dissenting scream
Won't even be seen
There seems to be lots
Of cliques tied up in knots
Sanity is fine
If you have the time
I'm surplus to requirements
Must try and keep quiet
Everybody seems
To treasure petty dreams
But there is a lack
Of logical attack
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7. |
Hostile
02:30
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Putting up with your tantrums
Smashing up your favourite albums
Why does it have to be hostile?
Arguing - it just fills the time
In between another all out fight
Cause a fuss, make it public too
Don't save us god we've got more to do
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8. |
Keep It To Yourself
02:49
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So you said
You wouldn't break that promise
That you made
Before the truth was known
Build up hopes
And shatter them by saying
I forgot
To tell you it's all off
So now I don't believe
In putting faith in anything
The next scheme you think up
Just keep it to yourself
Thursday night
We'll go out just by ourselves
Don't forget
To wear your brand new shoes
And of course
By the time it's Thursday
You've forgot
And we stay in again
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9. |
Disaster
03:24
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I've seen you walk away from
Disaster after disaster after disaster
I only hope I can share my manifesto with you
I only hope that my optimism rubs off on you too
My attitude is that we can share a positive outlook
And be brave and walk away from more disasters too
We are not so far away from living life anew
We are not so far away from doing what we want to do
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10. |
Saving Up
01:46
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What's the point in saving up for life
When you could be dead tonight
You say it'll come in handy for a rainy day
But I want to go out tonight
Bills and final demands are all pouring in
The rent has been due for six weeks
You say you don't want to sound too boring
But money doesn't grow on trees
Money doesn't grow on trees
People can't do as they please
I swear I do try to appreciate
The value of your income
But maybe the insurance will turn up late
And we can go and have some fun
We can go and have some fun
Instead of sitting on our bums
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11. |
Nothing To Say
02:22
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I've looked around and I've seen what is new
And it's certainly nothing to get in a stew about
Primeval drums do not count anyway
And sincere young synthists have nothing to say
All today's pop stars with socialist views
Are trying to tell us that fun is the news
But it seems to ring hollow and strikes me as fey
Cos what they really mean is they've nothing to say
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12. |
Punk Rock Parts 1 & 2
02:15
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Do you still recall
At the back of the hall
We used to take the piss out of everybody
We'd pogo all night
There was never a fight
Everybody took the piss out of everybody
Such a lot to do
Punk rock parts one and two
Whatever happened to you
Punk rock parts one and two
My hair was alright
Yours used to take you all night
And everyone would comment on the state of Johnny
We seemed to be in
About fifteen groups
We were deadly serious and deadly funny
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13. |
Break Me Down
01:39
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I have such a gullible mind
Pick me up and drop me anytime
That's why you change me that often
Break me down
Tear out all the poison from me
Show me what you want me to see
That's why you change me that often
Break me down
What does it matter what's in the air
Who cares what's brewing, show me you care
I don't want to make you feel bad
I am such an understanding lad
That's why you change me that often
Break me down
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Tommy Mackay Edinburgh, UK
Scottish comedy performer and editor of The Daily Reckless - the paper that sings the news.
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