1. |
Saddam's Hole
01:27
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Out in the desert, things are getting hot;
There’s a big, hairy shit, and he’s hiding a lot!
Is he going for a record, like David Blaine?
At least the bastards not doing it for fame!
(Chorus)
Saddam’s Hole! Saddam’s Hole!
I wanna get a look in Saddam’s Hole!
Saddam’s Hole! Saddam’s Hole!
Do you wanna look in Saddam’s Hole?
I wonder what’s in there- X-box or PS-2,
A Fridge full of lager and a portaloo?
The papers say it’s tiny- no room in it!
Blair’s weapon of mass destruction will be a tight fit!
(Chorus)
Colonic interrogation in Iraq-
That’s why Bush will never give him back!
They've bombed Baghdad, and Basra too-
They wanted Saddam out cause the rent was overdue!
(Chorus)
“Don’t shoot!” he whines, “I’m the president!”
Saddam executed cos he wouldn’t pay the rent!
Saddam executed cos he wouldn’t pay the rent!
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2. |
Darker Side of the Moon
01:50
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Just read about a conspiracy theory;
Got me fuckin thinking, starting to query.
Man’s been on the Moon- I’ve seen it on the box;
The Apollo Mission- fucking bollocks!
(Chorus)
Conspiracies, Government lies;
There to pull wool over your eyes
This one pulls your breeks right doon
Now you can see the dark side o’ the moon!
From waving flags where there’s no fucking air;
Through the Van Allen belt and Solar flares;
Kubrik’s best film wasn’t Full Metal Jacket;
A film lot’s cheaper- save a packet!
(Chorus)
Civil unrest and Vietnam;
What a distraction, what a scam;
Ruski’s winning four- skud in the space race;
No fucking way Nixon was gonna lose face!
(Chorus)
You can see the strings, fer fuck sake!
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3. |
The Fatwa Song
03:31
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Do you remember ‘Christ’s last Temptation’?
Pissing off Christians with scenes of masturbation;
“Upset with my film- then why not forgive?”
A bad storyline, but the makers will live;
Pope dribbled on his cassock and filled his throne;
From Papal pronouncements no call to atone;
The evangelist pastor wipes cocaine fro his coat;
“I’d protest, of course, but I’m indicted to court!”
Then one Salman Rushdie, he pulled the lion’s tail;
“Free speech” he whined “must always prevail!”
Writing about Islam, the vitriol hurled;
While Rushdie scribbled a green banner unfurled;
Snide comments about Jesus never drew this;
Some Muslims take action when you take the piss;
(Chorus)
“Allahu Ackbar! God is great! (Let’s find Salman Rushdie)
Allahu Ackbar! God is great! (Let’s get Salman Rushdie)”
Thousands of Muslims against one speccy twat!
A righteous sledgehammer coming down on a gnat!
“Allahu Ackbar! God is great! Let’s kill Salman Rushdie!”
Another old man in a dress-
Nothing like the Pope, he don’t care if you confess!
On the streets of Tehran don’t give them any grief-
They stone the adulterer, cut the hands off a thief!
Standing on the podium, fatwa in hand-
No calls were made for the book to be banned!
Black eyed and maniacal Ayatollah Homenei-
“All you Muslims- listen to me!”
(Chorus)
His harshest critics, the Mujahadeen-
Far worse than the Times supplements ever been!
On a cold side street, there’s a man with a gun,
A thousand knives are sharpened- Rushdie’s on the run!
At the tide of outrage, Rushdie hadn't guessed-
From a secret location the writer would protest:
“If you hate ‘Satanic Verses’ you really shouldn't look!”
A thousand heads turn- “You mean there’s a book?”
It’s an ungodly tome and a fucking bore!
He wanted controversy but got much more!
“You made fun of our religion- now you will pay!
We’d have left you alone if you’d said Buddha was gay!
Slag us off to our face- we won’t turn our cheek,
We’ll overrun the world when we've sorted out the meek!”
(Chorus)
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4. |
Diamond Geezer
02:22
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27 million- that’s some amount of dosh,
It’s in the back pocket of the Barclays Bank boss.
Two-fifty grand basic with bonus’s and shares,
Rockets his pay way up in the air.
CHORUS
Oi! There Bob, you’re a diamond geezer!
Rich as fuck and live like Caesar!
But where you’re going, your cash is no use,
Cause we’re putting your head in a fucking noose!
Millions starve living in poverty,
Working for minimum pay;
In your fortress of greed you’re a high rolling banker,
Mr Bob Diamond- you are the chief wanker!
CHORUS
Mind the eighties when Wham! could still chart,
South Africa kept whites and blacks apart.
Barclays pumped millions into the apartheid system,
Zero has changed- Africa’s still the bank’s victim.
CHORUS
Robert Mugabe, Zimbabwe’s despot,
Torture and murder, he’s done the lot.
Controlling the masses with famine and fear,
This is a country our Bobby holds dear.
CHORUS
Barclay’s pump millions into Mugabe’s regime,
Another puppet dictator for the capitalist machine.
For every bank note locked away in Bob’s vault,
There’s another dead child- the bankers assault.
CHORUS
Putting your head in a fucking noose!
Putting your head in a fucking noose!
“Destroy all banks and execute all bosses!”
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