1. |
Mark Francois
01:45
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Hi, my name is Mark Francois, (you're hard, you're hard)
Behold my genitalia (my genitalia)
My name sounds like it is French (Francois, Francois)
But it's not, I am hench
A sweaty bulldog in a suit
Half man, half beetroot
I am smug and in rude wealth,
I like staring at Will Self
I am in the ERG,
And I was in the army (at weekends)
Now I fight for the Brexit cause,
And tell Phil Hammond 'Up yours!'
I've got Jacob Rees Mogg's back,
We should've been on Crackerjack (Crackerjack!)
Some say I look like Peter Glaze (Crackerjack!)
Try telling that to the kids these days
I like driving people mad
I think I'm hard, but I'm just sad
Hi, my name is Mark Francois
Yuk yuk yuk fnaar fnaar
I'm as hard as nails I am
Hard as nails I am I am
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2. |
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Soubry - gimme gimme Wollaston
Allen - o.k. showdown
Berger - funny tinge Smith
Coffey - o.k. showdown
Shuker - gimme gimme Ryan
Leslie - and Gapes showdown*
Showdown
Take them away
They're as big as a ranch.
Take them away
They're as tough as they come. Ch - ch- ch- Chuka
Vision, Chuka, Chuka vision
Chuka Umunna
He stands so high
It's enough to make any Lib Dem cry.
He knows what's right and he knows the tories are with him
Cos he is right - Big Chuka. Ch - ch- Chuka
Chuka and Anna - making whoopee with their squad.
But their principles keep a-gettin' in the way
It's making life awkward.
So she says to him - Jeremy Corbyn
Is getting right between us.
Now listen honey
That is true
I agree with you my sweetness.
Now Umunna if that's a fact
Then how d'you propose we do our act?
If that's the way it's gonna be
We'll have to form a new party.
Now listen Anna, stop your squawkin'
Big Bad Chuka's doin' the talking.
I know a trick we ought to try
Turn right over - you'll know why.
He stands so high
It's enough to make any red skin cry
He knows what's right and he knows the tories are with him
Cos he is right - Big Chuka. Ch - ch- Chuka
Take me away - Chuka Umunna is Big Cleggy
Take me away - Chuka Umunna is Big Cleggy
Take me away - Chuka Umunna is TIG heady
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3. |
Failing
02:54
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I am failing
I'm Chris Grayling
I am hailing
A taxi
I'm e-mailing
Michael Palin
To make a non travel documentary
I am bailing
On the sailing
Cos there's no ships for this ferry
I'm downscaling
Interrailing
To a bus connection service
Constantly
Can you hear me, can you hear me (yes, unfortunately)
Through the dark clouds, far away,
I am dying, forever crying, (true)
To be with you, who can say
I'm the transport secretary
I am trying, very trying
Two billion plus, I've pissed away
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4. |
Noader Daim
01:15
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Everybody's been
To Notre Dame cathedral
Unless you're American
Then it's Noader Daim cathedral
Wan cunt went to No
Noader Daim cathedral
Wan cunt and his dug
Noader Daim cathedral
Two cunts went to No
Noader Daim cathedral
Two cunts, wan cunt and his dug
Noader Daim cathedral
When it all burnt down
They went on Instagram
To post the photies of themselves all standing
Outside Notre Dame
Turning tragedy
Into "Look at me, girl!"
This is how we mourn these days
Noader Daim cathedral
Aw cunt went to No
Noader Daim cathedral
Oor cunt, your cunt, that cunt ower there, awbody's cunt
Noader Daim cathedral
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no ,no ,no, no Noader Daim Oi!
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It's getting late have you seen my mates
Marr would have a field day
It's one o'clock and I want to rock
Cause a considerable affray
The chamber's drunker than a barrel full of monkeys
And Black Rod she's fizzing
She looks cute in her pageboy suit
And her sparkly mace and bling
Bercow's had enough of the aggravation
He's had it with the discipline
Monday night's alright for a considerable affray
Get a little action in
Get a barrel of gunpowder on the go
Gonna set this house alight
May as well go out with a bang and a fight
Monday night's alright alright alright
Well they're packed pretty tight in here tonight
I'm sick of being speaker, I just wanna have a fight
I may use a little muscle, start a nasty rumour
I may sink a little drink and shout out "Order!"
One of the sounds that I really like
Is the sound of my voice on the Commons mic
I'm a juvenile product of the middle class
An old school Tory with a broken glass
I've had enough of the aggravation
I've had it with the discipline
Monday night's alright for a considerable affray
Get a little action in
Get a barrel of gunpowder on the go
Gonna set this house alight
There's been a considerable affray
And I don't give a shite, alright, alright
Considerable, siderable, siderable
Siderable, siderable, siderable
Siderable, siderable
Considerable affray
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6. |
Splash The Fash
01:05
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Well, shake it up, baby, now (Shake it up, baby)
Splash the fash (splash the fash)
C'mon c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, baby, now (Come on baby)
Come on take out the trash (take out the trash)
Well, every time you meet Tommy (every time)
Make sure you got a milk shake (get a milk shake)
Let's make it happen for Tommy(let's make it happen)
Get him right in the face (right in the face)
Well, shake it, shake it, shake it, baby, now (Shake it up baby)
Well, shake it, shake it, shake it, baby, now (Shake it up baby)
Well, shake it, shake it, shake it, baby, now (Shake it up baby)
Well, shake it, shake it, shake it, baby, now (Shake it up baby)
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7. |
Ballad Of Matt Hancock
01:28
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I'm Hancock, I contemplate
The value of our precious union state
I look off into the middle distance
I know better than any of you cunts
Every time you say Hancock
It reminds you of a wank sock
I know this, but I know I'm hot
Excuse me while I pose in this fishing port
I'm Matt, I'm at the barber
In Fraserburgh harbour,
My hair is cut and now I'm
Staring thoughtfully at ya
I can do 'look wistful in fog'
Like a model in Freeman's catalogue
I am moody, moody and mean
My coat is the most shabby chic that you've ever seen
I'm Matt, I'm at the barber
In Fraserburgh harbour,
I know it's north of Scarborough
Is it near Skye and Lochaber?
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8. |
Liz Truss
01:48
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Ooh ooh ooh Liz Truss
Put this on the side of a bus
Pork markets are us
Say cheeeeeeeeeeeeeese...
The minute we saw your face
When you said that is a disgrace
We fell about all over the place
Comedy genius
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9. |
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Starry starry eyed
Paint your palette blue and gray
Wash those liberal tears away
From eyes that know the darkness in your soul
Further your career
Invite more tories in, don't hear
Just how out of touch you appear
And air your ignorance in public view
I don't understand
What you're trying to say to me
Is it 'Go back to your constituency
And prepare for victory'?
No-one's listening and they never will
You're so delusional
For we cannot love you
But still you twitter on
And when no hope is left inside
Those starry starry eyes
You'll ditch your principles as liberals often do
But I could have told you Swinson
This world was never meant for one as untruthful as you
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10. |
Fuck Off Scotland
03:10
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Fuck off Scotland, off you fuck
Off you fuck
You whinging Jocks
We've had enough
of your socialist paradise
Engerlund is twice as nice
So fuck off Scotland
Off you fuck
Fuck off Scotland, off you fuck
Off you fuck
Your Mickey Mouse court was the last straw
The last straw
With our love light shining
You just kept on whining
So fuck off Scotland, off you fuck
Oh remember when we said, 'Scotland we love you'
We're better together
Well now we don't like the things that you do
So fuck off Scotland, off you fuck
And take your Jimmy Shand records with you
Good luck
And your blessed Stornoway black pudding
Washed down with bagpipe effluent
So fuck off Scotland, off you fuck
Have you forgotten how dependent you are on our generosity
How we've selflessly funded you uncomplainingly
So fuck off Scotland, off you fuck
Off you fuck
If we want to ruin our country
Then we will, so tough
It's none of your business
How we fuck ourselves, so kiss this
And fuck off Scotland, off you fuck
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11. |
Gove On 45
01:44
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Right now, right now, right now it's time to
Kick out the bams, motherfuckers
Let's do it. You gotta beat the clock, you gotta beat the clock.
This is not a Gove song
A million Gove songs later...
Gove in an elevator. Ballsing it up as we're going down
The Power Of Gove - is a curious thing.
Made Boris weep, made Sarah Vine sing.
Paints a lie to a litle red bus. Unappealing,
Crazy little thing called Gove
Gove will tear us apart again
What's Gove got to do, got to do with it?
What's Gove, but a second hand demotion?
Tainted Gove
Gove is in the air
Gove! Walk out the door! Don't turn around now, you're not welcome any more
Might as well face it, you're addicted to Gove
I'm Michael Gove - and I regret it
Bullet for Gove
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12. |
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It's about time we had another national holiday
Christmas, Easter and New Year are so passé
The 6th of April sounds good to me
When Bernard of Kilwinning tried to set us free
He wrote an independence oath
The Declaration of Arbroath
2020 will be 700 years
Since it was signed by Bernie and his peers
Sealed by the Abbot in the Abbey
In Thirteen Hundred and Twenty
Nearly as old as the Sunday Post
The Declaration of Arbroath
It's in the form of a letter written in Latin
51 magnates and nobles helped compose the thing
Now listen honey,
"It is in truth not for glory, nor riches nor
honours, but for freedom that we're fighting for"
Robert the Bruce had a hand in this
At some point they even said that they would kiss
The feet of the pope
The Declaration of Arbroath
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S.C.O.T.L.A.N.D
Massive heart, wee country
Reject the landlord, reject the laird
Celebrate John Logie Baird
And Alexander Graham Bell
I could make a list like Billy Joel
But that would be just too cringey
Cheap and easy and real stingey
So let us scotch those stereotypes
Tartan, shortbread and bagpipes
Walter Scott monumental myths
And concentrate on the politics
We legislate ahead of them all
We got the minimum price of alcohol
Our policies are ahead of the pack
And we'll be the first to leave the Union Jack
No Smacking
No Fracking
No Union Jacking
Lay down and take it
Or forcibly make it on our own
The lion and the unicorn
Just Westminster soft porn
They want to pour their love on us
They say we're equal partners
They weren't listening then, they're not listening now
How long must we kow tow
We don't want to smack, we don't wanna frack
We just want our dignity back
So you go ahead and snub your nose
And strut in your emperor's new clothes
We're being dragged into a hole
A laughing stock, a begging bowl
Is what we're being reduced to
Can we have some more? No thank you
We'll march until our feet are sore
I cannot take this any more
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14. |
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I fell down the stairs, cracked my ribs
And try to be authentic and spontaneous.
So, what I'm saying there is that I have, unfortunately, principles
Let's talk about Brexit, eh?
I am Ro oh oh ry
I'm in your back garden
And messing up your roses eh?
Let's talk about Brexit - Yes
Let's talk about Brexit - Yes
Let's pretend we're taking selfies
A weird thing to say
Britain is going to be stuck for 40 years
Talk about the things that we actually care about
Put the money back in your bank account
Put the money back in your bank account
I've negotiated in Iraq
I've negotiated in Afghanistan
I'd love to debate Boris
Mano a mano
Let's talk about Brexit, eh?
I am Ro oh oh ry
I'm in your back garden
And messing up your roses eh?
Let's talk about Brexit
Talk about the detailed issues of Brexit
You have to get out of parliament
I'd love to debate Boris
Mano a mano
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15. |
Doing It With It
02:00
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Ah look at all the lonely people
Ah look at all the lonely people
Doing it with it on a computer
D'you know that it's called CAD
It's in 3D
They can build houses
Isn't technology marvellous, what do you say
Esther McVey?
All the lonely people
At the Tory conference
Angry, sleepy people
What a bunch of cunts
Andrea Leadsom, dies on her arse
What a farce, no pizzazz or panache
Liz Truss - car crash
Look at them working, trying to whip
Up a crowd who don't want to be there
Nobody cares
All the Tory people
Where do they all come from?
They love a bit of groping
From Boris Johnson
Ah look at all the lonely people
Ah look at all the lonely people
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16. |
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(Turn around) every now and then I get a little bit anxious
And there's no-one else around
(Turn around) every now and then I get a little bit tired
Of listening to you pounding the ground
(Turn around) every now and then I get a little bit nervous
That I might be losing my way
(Turn around) every now and then I get a little bit terrified
And then I hear you neigh
(Turn around, bright eyes) every now and then I go insane
(Turn around, bright eyes) that is when I need to stroke your mane
And I need to know what's right
Should we remain or leave forever
Oh if only I was bright
Oh I wish that I was clever
Like the people you see on vox pops
Can we just get on with it?
Together we can take it to the end of the line
Stop saying the will of the people all of the time (all of the time)
I don't know what to do and I'm always in the dark
We're living in a powder keg and giving off sparks
I really need you tonight..
Just give me a sign tonight
A hoof to the temple, alright
Once upon a time I loved the EU
Then my life was thrown off course
I now know what to do cos I was
Kicked in the head by a horse
Once upon a time there was light in my life
But now there's only Nigel and Boris
Nothing I can say
Kicked in the head by a horse
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17. |
P.O.P.P.I.E.S
00:57
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R.E.S.P.E.C.T
Oh look, here's a giant poppy
In clown shoes, oh deary me
How disrespectful to the military
P.O.P.P.I.E.S
How did we get in this mess
Everybody seems to be
Doctoring their VT
So (sock it to me, sock it to me,
Sock it to me, sock it to me)
Meanwhile at the BBC (sock it to me, sock it to me)
Whoa, beeb (just a little bit)
A little respect (just a little bit)
For our licence fee (just a little bit)
You keep on trying (just a little bit)
You're not fooling me (just a little bit)
Are you guys lying? (just a little bit)
(Re, re, re, re) place
Original footage (re, re, re, re)
With archive (respect, just a little bit)
You're havin' a laugh (just a little bit)
At the cenotaph (just a little bit)
We got to have (just a little bit)
A little respect (just a little bit)
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18. |
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If you're Andrew Bridgen and you have to defend
Jacob Rees Mogg and your other thick friends
You are all of you fighting over one brain cell
If there is any justice, then you'll all burn in hell
Don't you think
Don't you feel
Can't you tell what is real
Can't you tell what is real
Who educated you?
Thick as mince and glaikit too
James Cleverly, heavily vacant
Every tory new policy
Is constant apology
I swear
Their mummies all told them they're clever
They were better together
Now they're falling apart
They haven't a clue, or a brain, or a heart
Arses to arses
Cunts to cunts
An empty chair gives the best performance
Don't you think
Don't you feel
Can't you tell what is real
Can't you tell what is real
Who educated you?
Thick as mince and glaikit too
James Cleverly, heavily vacant
Every tory - common sense free
Apology, apology
I swear
Their mummies all told them they're clever
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19. |
Gie Us Some Peace
03:14
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Everybody's talking about
The government regiment, vehement management
Embarrassment in Parliament
Postponement entanglement
Impeachment excrement
Stick it up your fundament
All we are saying is gie us some peace
All we are saying is gie us some peace
C'mon
Everybody's talking about entitlements
Judgements, pigments, movements
Arguments, documents on tenement torments
Amendments, detachment,
Back to your allotments
All we are saying is gie us some peace
All we are saying is gie us some peace
Let me tell you now
Everybody's talking about
Impediments, fragments, ailments, payments
Armaments agreements
No comments, varments in their element
All we are saying is gie us some peace
All we are saying is gie us some peace
Everybody's spouting
Sentiments, embezzlement, enactments, testaments
Commitments, resentments
Statements on employment
Incitement. annulments
Retirement, denouement
All we are saying is gie us some peace
All we are saying is gie us some peace
All we are saying is gie us some peace
All we are saying is gie us some peace
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Well I was going to Heathrow, after leaving my hotel
Going on my holidays to Cuba
In the cab, there was a distinctive smell
Someone's had a lot of sex in this Uber
Now the cab driver he told me he'd had all sorts in the back
Actors, politicians, Alice Cooper
So I asked him who the last one was as I was starting to gag
He said it was a vlogger, a YouTuber
Someone has had a lot of sex
Someone has had a lot of sex
And what's worse they've put the evidence on the internet
Someone's had a lot of sex in this Uber
(Far away) Far away, I must be far away
So drop me off real quick, thank God I'm going far away (far away)
I'll need a shower on the hour, cos I'm feeling pretty sour
Someone's had a lot of sex in this Uber
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