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Alea Iacta Est

by Joe Go Beat

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DIRTY OLD RAG Dirty old rag Filthy and soiled The spawn of Murdoch Freshly oiled Dirty old rag For the vacant mind The working class hero So stupid and blind Dirty old rag Dirty old rag To wrap your fish and chips Full colour spread And airbrushed tits Dirty old rag Plants the seeds of hate A progressive storm The bigoted fate Dirty old rag INSTRUMENTAL Dirty old rag The vomit splash The xenophobe voice Filling heads with trash Dirty old rag Solely to blame For every evil For all our pain Dirty old rag
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Albion Town 02:50
ALBION TOWN Sold a lie By the chin-less clown Albion sings it's bloody song The elected blue bloods whistle along The doors are closed the borders shut down We're all prisoners in Albion town What is good? What is right? The bumbling fool clad in delight The smile of fakery, the lying through teeth The Union Jack flutters like leaf Sold a lie In Albion town Tea stained gob and blood red lips They hold back the cackle as the real truth hits To be isolated in a haven from tax The truest colours show through the cracks Sold a lie In Albion town Chorus INSTRUMENTAL Puppet doll with sawdust brains The puppeteer strings her up with chains Holding hands with the devil himself The wishes of the people left high on the shelf Sold a lie In Albion town Chorus
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ALEA IACTA EST This is the cake they put a cherry on top Shuv it in yer gob swallow the rot Blighty marches brainwashed and brave Ignorance & oblivion to the warnings we gave Bumbling arse quack pounding and fresh Fat faced pig got us into this mess Alea iacta est Righty, tighty or lefty bubble It’s left us in all kinds of trouble Brazen un-broken established and blue Head-strong, militant, idiot few What went wrong? We acquiesce. It is done - no time to digress Alea iacta est. Scrolling up and down on your media feed Until your inquisitive fingers bleed If in print or set in a meme It must be true so they follow the theme “He’s a commy” the broad-sheets test The general public go down with the rest Alea iacta est Alea iacta est (repeat)
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Babel Rising 03:25
BABEL RISING So 007 cannot be black? And Dr Who can only be a chap? And if you serve your god and queen You'll get to heaven - your sins wiped clean Babel rising Spice from the east fine wine from the south The foreign food you put in your mouth Surely shows you're integrated? But it seems the mind is belated Babel rising Re-building the tower to prove themselves great Refusing the freedom to migrate Go be fruitful and multiply But still Babel rises to the sky INSTRUMENTAL Borders, flags, identity, belief Separates us all like the falling leaf Hanging on by the veins of race When Winter comes, you'll fall in disgrace Babel rising
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Ipso Facto 02:28
IPSO FACTO The size of your nose The colour of your face Confirms you belong To the human race But split down the middle And somewhere in between There are all types of idiots Trying to perfect the gene Ipso facto The problem with this world Is that intelligent folk Are full of doubt On idiocy they choke The idiots so confident Firing from the hip Shouting so loud From their omnipresent ship Ipso facto INSTRUMENTAL Opinions fall foul There's two sides to a coin But the 6 sided die Kicks that theory in the groin It's a matter of fact That the consequence is writ "Confusion shalt reign For ever and a bit" Ipso facto
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THE OLD BIGOT’S HAT Think of all the lies Think of all the trees it's enough to bring you down To your sorry knees All unnecessary blood shed Over time Will fill all vessels to the brim with wine Aggravate, retaliate Trigger happy - crack! Plop goes the penny In the old bigots hat! The bruises of the innocent Stained upon the sky A testament to the hard right cry Supremest hag Pompous old fart No argument strong enough Don't even start The sound of trumpets From heavens golden plains The power crazed tin hat And riffle campaigns Who's got the biggest balls The shiniest dome Who's the proudest of their militant home!?
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Jingo Man 02:47
JINGO MAN Jingo Man will save us all From the terrors of foreign rule Caped and masked Jingo Man Flies the flag of freedom Is it a drone or a satellite? Sonic boom or flash of light? Jingo Man saves the day Jingo Man saves the day Jingo - Man - Hooray! Jingo Man with nuclear arms Will protect us all from harm Defend us oh Super Jingo Man Make our nation great - you can! INSTRUMENTAL Jingo Man stamps out crime Will abolish the immigrant kind Removes the traitor, the fake news scam Oh praise the lord it's Jingo Man
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STAND BY YOUR BEDS On tiny little islands In the middle of the sea The humans preserve their identity Fluttering colours High upon a pole Oh how life is so duly droll You fly your dirty underwear high above your heads Then when the sergeant screams Stand by your beds! You stand by you beds You fall in line These are your colours These are your crimes A silly little class war Waging in their minds The humans keep close Their precious little finds Finders - keepers Castles are their homes The list of entitlement Onward drones INSTRUMENTAL Looking no further Than the earths atmosphere Will Earthlings unite When the Martians appear? Look out at the stars You stupid blind fools We are specs of dust On the universe's walls
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THE HOPE AND THE GLORY Hail to the traitor The honest betrayer Hail to the cynic Of all human gimmick Be misanthropic This planet has lost it The damage is already done The Whig and the Tory The hope and the glory The pomp and the splendour Takes prize over you We will not progress The reasons are endless UKIP and poppies Lefties and softies Cute kittens and fascists Fifty strict lashes Red white & blue And dripping with blood INSTRUMENTAL So hail to the traitor The quiet debater Sits on his bottom They believe him rotten Red roses in gardens Murderers be pardoned Heroes welcomed They get off Scott-free
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WALKING BACKWARDS Who bred the dog without a nose? How does it breath nobody knows Cut off air flow to his mind To culturally retard him blind Now a mascot of our land Clumsy, stupid-ugly and damned Hair parted to one side Strangled with a blue neck tie I thought we'd left behind The blue, white, red and pompous kind But it seems we're walking back Walking backwards oh clap clap He doth not recognise this place Not a single homely face Culture threatened by the sods Who come and steal all of the jobs Pipe and slippers evening news Really douses all his blues He owns a house, he owns a car The list is endless blah blah blah INSTRUMENTAL Bowler perched aloft his head Sunday paper he has read Opinions formed and stomach fat Roast beef & Yorkshire’s comfy sat No more spicy curried yuck No more nasty foreign muck This is how it's always rightly been He'll sing the anthem to his Queen
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BLIGHTY'S CAFÉ Egg and bacon Fish and chips Roast beef, potatoes Spotted dick Instant coffee Tea bag scum Milky beverages Ruining the fun "Morning M' Lord, how d' you do!? It's a lovely day, let's hope it'll last I'll have a cuppa & the full Blighty Cafe - Breakfast" Torrential rain Miserable skies Smog clouds thicken As the sunshine tries Try it might But the rivers burst Spilling the poison Through veins so cursed Morris men jingle, Constable paints Church spires glisten For every saint The queen is dead Long live the king The tax payer trembles Under mothers wing
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T.T.F.N. 03:48
TTFN Au revoir mon ami It’s been good knowing that you’re there Auf wiedersehen mein liebling It’s been good knowing that you care But when the rain comes We hear the pounding drums And we don’t know where to turn, to where or why. Adios amigo It’s been good knowing you’re nearby Tut ta for now my old friend Let’s hope we meet again - bye, bye But now the rain comes We hear the pounding drums And we don’t know where to turn, to where or why.

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released June 1, 2020

Written, performed and produced by Joe Go Beat.

Mastered by Jon Martin.

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