1.Intro
2.Blood On My Hands
Lyricist：Jonathan Fox, Charlie Wilson
You're listening to the sound of The King Blues
The conscious rude boy ska from London town
So get up off your seat for the baddest sound around, hey
The job center is handing out bullet proof vests
For years you've been telling me I'm trouble making scum
Now I can be the best
Well, if you love England with all your heart
She'll take you to the grave
If I can truly be the best then I'll never be your slave
But I won't give my life away
To a government that oppressed me
No, I won't have blood on my hands
For the sake of the economy
But I won't give my life away
To a government that oppressed me
No, I won't have blood on my hands
For the state of the economy
Everyday the same, all of them, ah, newspapers they read
I see them pushing racism and difference of creed
They try to claim that they are fightin' for God
Re write all them school books saying that oil is thicker then
blood
But I won't give my life away
To a government that oppressed me
No, I won't have blood on my hands
For the sake of the economy
But I won't give my life away
To a government that oppressed me
No, I won't have blood on my hands
For the state of the economy
3.We Ain't Never Done
As you pack your clothes into a bag and head out in the rain
I don't know if you really care whether you see me again
After 20 years i've learnt no one stays here for more than two
So I wish you the best and when you're gone we'll have a drink
for you
So let's steal a car
Hotwire, crowbar
And chase the sun, we're on the run
We ain't never done
As the bus drove under London Bridge the river shone so bright
You leant in and kissed my cheek, I held you cold and tight
And in my head Bob Dylan sang about revolution in the air
We danced right on through the night as if we were somewhere
So let's steal a car
Hotwire, crowbar
And chase the sun, we're on the run
We ain't never done
We know nothing lasts forever
All the clubs have been shut down
Lets pack a bag and leave forever
There's nothing for us in this town
So let's steal a car
Hotwire, crowbar
And chase the sun, we're on the run
We ain't never done
So let's steal a car
Hotwire, crowbar
And chase the sun, we're on the run
We ain't never done
As you pack your clothes into a bag and head out in the rain
I don't know if you really care whether you see me again
After 20 years i've learnt no one stays here for more than two
So I wish you the best and when you're gone we'll have a drink
for you
4.Mr. Music Man
Lyricist：Jonathan Fox
We sit on the curb drinkin' our cans
Tryin' to blag it in to see the bands
We come here for this music tonight
And we are gonna dance until the mornin' light
Nobody wanna be fussin', nah fightin'
We just fillin' up the toilet wall with writin'
We come for the sound that we know is true
With a handful of weed and a brew
Mr. Music Man, sing it back to me
Mr. Music Man, yeah
Mr. Music Man, sing it back to me
Mr. Music Man
The band they come and say that they no wanna play Ska
Them a-wanna play Emo 'cause that gonna go far
See them a-always followin' the new comin' trend
Them a-got no soul, them a-so shameless
And when the dust clear, you can be sure that
I still be here skankin' in my porkpie hat
Just a-drinkin' me brew an a-smokin' my grass
This ain't a t-shirt man, this is my heart
Mr. Music Man, sing it back to me
Mr. Music Man, yeah
Mr. Music Man, sing it back to me
Mr. Music Man
5.Come Fi Di Youth
Lyricist：Jonathan Fox, Chris Goodman
I see them coming for the youth and me say 'No Lord'
I see them coming for the youth and me say 'No'
They riot through the night in Burnley
We have another kind of mash up party here in Hackney
They come to take away my liberties
But round here we nah want no stinkin' B.N.P
6.The Sound Of Revolt
Lyricist：Jonathan Fox
In my back pocket there's a catapult
To smash windows with the sound of revolt
I may not be Guy Fawkes
But I'll always be a thorn in your paws
This anger is focused, so you'd better listen up
When there's a scarf over my face and my hoodie's up
I'm out to build the world with a brick in my hand
I'm just a little man but this is where I take my stand
Whoa, whoa, this is where I take my stand
Whoa, whoa, this is where I take my stand
I'm writing columns and I'm singing songs
I'm marching every time they drop them bombs
Because I love the sound of breaking glass, ooh
I'll always be a pain in your ass
This anger is focused, so you'd better listen up
When there's a scarf over my face and my hoodie's up
I'm out to change the world with a brick in my hand
I'm just a little man but this is where I take my stand
Whoa, whoa, this is where I take my stand
Whoa, whoa, this is where I take my stand
Whoa, whoa, this is where I take my stand
Whoa, whoa, this is where I take my stand
7.If I Had A Coin...
Lyricist：Jonathan Fox
If I had a coin to throw into the well
I'd wish I had three more
If I had just three more wishes
I'd live three times or more
If I saw a shooting star
I'd wish I saw three more
If I had just three more wishes
I'd live three times or four
You cannot belittle me
For I am the black cloud
That is perched over your head
Following you around
8.Chimp In A 3 Piece Suit
Lyricist：Jonathan Fox, Charlie Wilson
Him a handing out to you a just one solution
A new revolution of a mass execution
Smart bomb in the hand of stupidity
I didn't know that this was hereditary
Him a one man Texas chainsaw massacre
If you're gonna vote him in to be your governor
But you nah need vote when wi Jeb it's won
Him a kill, him a steal, him a lie, him a bomb
Him a chimp in a 3 piece suit, lord
Him a chimp in a 3 piece suit
Him a chimp in a 3 piece suit, lord
A man, a monkey in a 3 piece suit
Him a chimp in a 3 piece suit, lord
Him a chimp in a 3 piece suit
Him a chimp in a 3 piece suit, lord
A man, a monkey in a 3 piece suit
Him say that there ain't no money for education
This a two step back in progress of creation
Now we see you're not afraid to cheat and lie
Sexing up the propaganda on you're alibi
Him a smug bastard and you know that I hate him
Head up the buttock of a backward nation
I can decide for myself what I think is wrong
When him a kill, him a steal, him a lie, him a bomb
Him a chimp in a 3 piece suit, lord
Him a chimp in a 3 piece suit
Him a chimp in a 3 piece suit, lord
A man, a monkey in a 3 piece suit
Him a chimp in a 3 piece suit, lord
Him a chimp in a 3 piece suit
Him a chimp in a 3 piece suit, lord
A man, a monkey in a 3 piece suit
9.Duck And Cover
Lyricist：Jonathan Fox
Where the hell did I leave those
Weapons of destruction？
I could have swore that I left them
'Round here somewhere
Did I leave them in the car？
Did they fall down the back of the sofa？
I could have swore that I left them
'Round here somewhere
Where'd I loose my head？
It was screwed up
I sure can't wait for this to blow over
10.Taking Over
Lyricist：Jonathan Fox
We have the right to choose
Between Labor and Tory
Like we have the right to choose
Between Coke and Pepsi
No matter who you vote for
The government always win
It's time to empower yourself
When this sinks in and they're
Taking over, taking over
Taking over again
They're knocking at your door step
With their leaflets at the side
Disinformation super highway
Are you coming for the ride？ And they're
Taking over, taking over
Taking over again
11.Getting Out Of Here
Lyricist：Jonathan Fox
From the high rise tower blocks
Where kids sit outside corner shops
They're dressed to kill in stilettos
While they eat their Cornetto's
And while I'm gone, please save the youth
Shout it out, don't hide the truth
'Cause Thatcher's kids and Blair's teenagers
They see themselves as total strangers
So I sit up here all alone
'Cause I'd rather be on my own
Then running 'round
With them idiots down there
So goodbye Piccadilly
And farewell Leicester Square
We've shared some special times
Now I'm getting out of here
Did you live out all your lifelong dreams
With custard creams by the coffee machines？
Or were there thoughts of, 'I don't want to be here'
Made worse by the weekends beer？
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