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The Best Is Yet To Come (acoustic Version)
Laugh out loud and curse this ground. Make this world turn upside down. Star and sky will bleed us dry. You've got all the friends that money can buy.
The Ballad Of Peoplekind
Listen, Peep. Don't you worry. Peoplekind be with you all the way. I say farewell now, Peep, OK. If we hurry we might just save our day. Give them a piece of your peace of mind.
The Abcs Of Anarchism
Conclusion. There is a certain social process which is known and very visible but perhaps not acknowledged as much as it should be. It is that one where a new idea or an old one in new form, is accepted by a minority, while the majority is shouting treason, rubbish, cook, communist, anarchist, capitalist, or whatever is a term of abuse valued by that society--infringer--and they develop this idea, at first probably in secrecy or semi-secrecy, and then more and more visible, with more and more support until, guess what? What? This seditious and impossible wrong-headed idea, becomes what is known as... what? ...received opinion and is loved and valued... what? ...by the majority. What? What?.
Tearing Up Zoo
Through the turnstile, concrete jungle, sterile habitat of iron.. Symbol of brutality like supermarkets, missile silos.. Man puts up more barriers, creates his world, denies another..
Sunday League Footy
Let's face it lads, you're really crap!. But you're exciting to watch, I'll give you that. Not for a wage, not for fame. Not for directors. For the love of the game.
Sugar Daddy
The plantations in ex-colonial governmant land where 'Empire Made' had given way, with the years, to the more subtle multinational approach.. Now look, first we forget the tueweekie beans and scrap these little plots here. And we can take a road right through and start planting sugar cane all the way up to that hillside..
Studmarks On The Summits
Business bought the athletes out. With gold medals and role models. Drugs and media and national pride. Why join in when you can watch it on tv?. So out of the stadiums!.
Stitch That (country & Western Version)
So this husband came home drunk each night. And he thrashed her black and he thrashed her white. He thrashed her to within an inch of her life. Then he slept like a log, did her husband.
Stitch That
So this husband came home drunk each night. And he thrashed her black and he thrashed her white. He thrashed her to within an inch of her life. Then he slept like a log, did her husband.
Stagnation
Imagine there's no heaven. It's easy if you try. No hell below us. Above us only sky. Imagine all the people. Living for today. Imagine there's no countries.
Sports
When racing fast it's easy enough. To make a wrong decision. Just be sure that when you crash. You're on television. You're on television. You're on television.
Spassky Fischer
Knight to bishop 4. Next move in the cold war. In the spassky/fischer battle. To see who rules the castle. Spassky takes hungary (and czecks). Fischer takes grenada.
Song Of The Times
You working men of England, one moment now attend. While I unfold the treatment of the poor upon this land. For nowadays the factory lords have brought the labor low.
Song Of The Mother In Debt
I'm always waiting. I'm sick of waiting. For the day my luck will change. I've spent enough time. In queues and bread lines. In hope of better days. These thieves and scroungers.
Song Of The Hardworking Community Registration Officer
I knock on doors. See curtains move. Time wins wars each name is proof. I could tell tales. The tricks they use. Cut no ice, I take what's due. There are worse tasks.
Song Of The Government Minister Who Enjoys His Work
Test the water feel the ground. Send the tax collectors round. Fill the coffers pound by pound. A surer way to keep in line. The rabble who spend half their time.
Song Of The (now Determined) Mother
I've got this dream home. I'm queuing up for. In freshly dug brown earth. One thing I can swear. Before I get there. I'll kill the taxman first.
Song For Len Shakleton
I'm not the kind of man. Who'd live a quieter life. Just for a minute's silence. . One, two, three, four. . Some say it all without a word. Silence can be mightier than the sword.
Song For Len Shackleton
I'm not the kind of man. Who'd live a quieter life. Just for a minute's silence. (One, two, three, four). . Some say it all without a word. Silence can be mightier than the sword.
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