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We took Truss to a Coldplay gig
And made her wear a Brian May wig
And for an even bigger lark
We held that gig at Selhurst Park
As Kwarteng shaved his pubic hair
And ate it stir-fried for a dare
While £30 billion came and went -
Left Wing Economic Establishment!
We threw Farage off GB News
Gave vegan cyclists interviews
Then nationalised the Daily Mail
And stuck Lord Rothermere in jail
Then, casually, and just for fun
Installed Mark Thomas at the Sun
And made its motto: ‘Good Intent’ -
Left Wing Economic Establishment!
A funny rhyme. But I, like you,
Hope Truss’ vision does come true.
It won’t be men in pinstriped suits
But militants from the grass roots
Then she will pine for former days
As we in glorious landslide raise
The red flag over Parliament;
Left Wing Economic Establishment!
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TRANS-URETHRA EXPRESS
I know I sometimes can be
A loud-mouthed, stroppy prat
I know I'm a control freak
(And a bossy one at that)
My wife says when I'm eating
I am a total slob -
I'm still not sure that I deserved
A camera up my knob
Trans-Urethra Express
Trans-Urethra Express
The poor thing shrivelled up in fear
Till it was hardly there
A tiny little pimple
In a nest of pubic hair
The camera made its entrance
The pain cut like a knife
And then I saw my bladder
For the first time in my life
Trans-Urethra Express
Trans-Urethra Express
I'm glad that it went up there
Though sad at what it found
And it can come back anytime
To help me stay around
So three cheers for the NHS
And for that camera crew -
And if you’re feeling odd down there
You get it checked out too
Trans-Urethra Express
Trans-Urethra Express
Flexible Cystoscopy
It Makes It Painful When You Pee
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WAGENKNECHT
06:26
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WAGENKNECHT
Sie haben euch vergessen
Sie haben euch verraten
Vierunddreissig Jahre spater
Habt ihr endlich was zu sagen
Ihr sucht eine Bewegung
Klar, sozial, direkt
Auferstanden aus Ruinen -
Aber Vorsicht, Wagenknecht
So long you’ve been forgotten
So long you’ve been betrayed
Now thirty four years later
There’s a statement to be made
You seek a brand new movement
Clear, social and direct
A rising from the ruins -
But be careful, Wagenknecht
Sie haben nie verstanden
Das war euer eigenes Land
Arbeit und Brot und Obdach
Das Leben fest geplannt
Zusammenhalt, Gemeinschaft
So lange schon vorbei
Ihr habt das nie vergessen
Und bleibt doch fest dabei
They never understood you
That this had been your land
You had work and food and shelter
Human needs so carefully planned
A community, a society
Now for so long in the past
Memories still not forgotten
You hold on to them so fast
Ihre Treuhandanstalt-Diebstahl
Hat eure Geschichte vernichtet
Ihre Ellbogengesellschaft
Hat euer Leben vergiftet
Ihr denkt immer noch so anders
Und wollt jetzt etwas Neues
Eine eigene Bewegung
Die sozial, gerecht und treu ist
Their thief privatisations
Turned your history to dust
And their hard, me-first society
Wrecked your lifelong sense of trust
You still think in a different way
And you want something new
A grass roots social movement
That’s yours, and fair, and true
Identitat ist wichtig
Aber Armut ist es auch
Und Politik geht pleite
Wenn man nichts hat im Bauch
Also haltet jetzt zusammen
Auf zum nächsten Gefecht
Vierunddreissig Jahre spater -
Aber Vorsicht, Wagenknecht
Identity’s important
But poverty is too
And politics is bankrupt
When you’re in a food bank queue
It’s time to stand together
For the battle coming next
After thirty four years waiting
But be careful, Wagenknecht
AFD, Partei der Bonzen
Sie fuhren euch hinters Licht
Wie Kohl, nur Quatsch und Lüge
Solche Leute braucht ihr nicht
Ihr sucht ja etwas Neues
Inklusiv, voller Respekt
Also baut euch jetzt die Zukunft -
Aber vorsicht, Wagenknecht
AFD’s a bosses’ party
Profit vultures on the make
Just like Kohl, all lies and nonsense
You don’t need them, they’re just fake
You’re seeking a new movement
Inclusive and with respect
So go on and build the future -
But be careful, Wagenknecht
Einheitspartei zu bauen
Meint alles gut verstanden
Kein Kompromiss mit Rechten
Fremdenhass fur niemanden
Volker hor die Signale
Ich sag es ganz direkt
Kein Platz fur Nationalismus
Und vorsicht, Wagenknecht
To forge a brand new party
It must be understood
No deals done with the right wing
A common brotherhood
Then comrades come rally -
My words are quite direct
No place for nationalism
Be careful, Wagenknecht
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Attila the Stockbroker Southwick, UK
Attila the Stockbroker. 40 years of hard hitting social surrealist spoken word and punk rock tinged with early music. 8 books of poetry, autobiography, 40 CDs/LPs, 3500 gigs in 24 countries...a long life earning his living doing what he loves. 'Heart on my Sleeve', a 40th anniversary LP is just out, and his Collected Works will be published by Cherry Red Books later this year. ... more
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