BACK-TO-BASICS RAP
Hiding behind the curtains, waiting for the knock,
a frightened single mother, deeply in hock.
Mind was with her baby, gently she rocked,
waiting for the bailiffs, front door locked.
Silence is no blessing, f'the quietly afraid,
she knows what matters, living in the shade,
the future of her kids, she is as she is made,
but there ain't no mercy if the council isn't paid.
So what of the Tories who put her in the trap?
They lose a hundred million and no-one takes the rap.
Into contraception, they use a council cap,
It's the same-old-story, English Tory, Back-to-Basic crap.
KIM HOWELLS
Kim the kite?He's a fly-by-night,
He's uptight - way out of sight.
He likes a dare,he doesn’t care
'cos he's got flair for Tony Blair.
Kim the kite?He's given up the fight,
seen the light and joined the right.
Kim's alright,he's a leading light,
says something trite for a slick soundbite.
Kim never fails,he's learnt to tell tales,
weighed up the scales,given up on Wales.
When the stick was cleft,he moved with deft
and gave up the left for the politics of theft.
LEFT,RIGHT RAP
THE RIGHT HAVE THE MIGHT,ITS THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT,
SO THERE'S NOTHING LEFT TO SAY BUT PLEASE.
LEFT, RIGHT, LEFT, RIGHT,
CAN'T SEE THE WOOD FOR THE TREES.
THE RIGHT HAS WON, THE LEFT IS GONE,
THAT'S WHAT THEY WANT US TO SEE,
BUT WE KNOW WHERE WE'VE COME FROM,
WE KNOW WHAT WE WANT TO BE.
SO LETS GET BACK,BELIEVE IN THE SIN
OF PEOPLE FINDING THEIR POWER WITHIN.
FORGET THE POLITICIANS ~THROW THEM IN THE BIN,
THERE AIN'T NO WAY WE'RE GIVING IN.
S' TIME WE WORKED TOGETHER,DEMAND OUR RIGHTS
DON'T GIVE UP - LETS STAND UP AND FIGHT
GET OFF YOUR KNEES, STOP SAYING PLEASE
WE HAVE THE POWER THAT WE'RE GOING TO SEIZE,
SO JOIN IN THE FIGHT TO BEAT THE RIGHT
WORKERS TOGETHER,BLACK AND WHITE,
WE'RE LOOKING DOWN THE TUNNEL AT A DISTANT LIGHT
THE ONLY WAY TO GET THERE IS TO UNITE.
SO DON'T BELIEVE THAT THE RIGHT HAS WON
-HEY,LISTEN PEOPLE, THEY'RE PUTTIN' US ON
THEY'RE FALLING APART, A GREAT BIG CON,
ONE LAST HEAVE AND THEY'LL BE GONE
PLAGUE RAP
Ring a ring of roses,
pocket full of posies
Tishoo, tishoo,
all fall down.
Things turned sour
with the Tories in power
Tishoo, tishoo,
all fall down.
The Tories were thick
and their laws were sick,
Tishoo, tishoo,
all fall down.
It was a Major mistake
they were all on the take
Tishoo, Tishoo
money going down.
So who was the opposition?
What was their position?
Fudge it,blur it
No-one found out.
Now listen to a story
'bout a closet Tory
Tishoo,tishoo,
all fall down.
There's a guy called Tony
he's really a Tory
Tishoo, Tishoo,
all turn blue.
There's no turning back
he's really a hack,
Tony the Tory,
all feel blue.
Pink Labour roses,
sound-bites and poses,
Tishoo, tishoo,
an empty sound~
If Labour's the answer
What is the question?
Tishoo, tishoo,
all fall down.
Wanna purge the Tories?
'scape purgatory?
Believe in the issues,
Don't fall down.
Attack the politicians
Fight their decisions,
We know the issues
ignore the clowns.
Ring a ring of posers,
bunch of brown nosers,
Tishoo, tishoo,
They're going down.
A ring of plague roses
Ignore their poses,
WE are the issue,
Stand up and fight!