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Toady B.Liar To the tune of "Johnny B Goode" by Chuck Berry Way from Westiminster up in Milbank Tower Way off from the people in the thrall of power Forging dossiers on a matter most dire There ruled a christian leader name of Toady B.Liar Who never really learned to tell the truth so well But he could spin, evade, and lie just like he's tollin' a knell Go go/Go Toady go go go/Go Toady go go go Go Toady go go go/Go Toady go go go Right Wing Toady B.Liar He carried his compassion on a tailored cuff But when it came to helping he could be quite ruff Shutting off the water and blocking the aid Preaching to the drumbeat that the White House laid Protest marches worldwide know they'd stop and say Oh my how that lackey choir boy can slay [Chorus to Mad Bad Toady B.Liar ] Well G Dubya told him Toady you my main main man We're gonna have to wing it on the long term plan Refugees gonna come from miles around Cities under curfew when the sun goes down Grieving soldiers' parents know it just ain't right Sayin' Toady B. Lied tonight [Chorus to Sick Slick Toady B. Liar] [Repeat chorus with insults of choice] ---------------------------------- ( I wrote this song the day Tony Blair claimed UK sappers Cullingworth and Allsop had been "executed" in Iraq. The results of their UK autopsy have never been made public.) We Will Bomb You To the tune of "We Will Rock You" by Queen Aah Iraq you a rogue state gonna be a big threat some day you got dubya-em-dee just wait n see And you got oil all over the place sayin We will we will bomb you We will we will bomb you Iraq you a police state Our Tanks on the street gonna make you free some day We got blood on our hands Inadequate plans sprayin DU all over the place stating We will we will bomb you / sing it We will we will bomb you Iraq, you a failed state Pleadin NGOs gonna bring You some aid some day We just aint sure That its secure First we gotta put you back into your place We will we will bomb you / sing it We will we will bomb you / everybody We will we will bomb you We will we will bomb you Alright |
King of the Spinners To the tune of "I Wanna Be lIke You" from Walt Disneys "Jungle Book" CHIEF: Now I'm the king of the spinners, Oh, The flight suit CIC My survey group has flown the coup And that's what's bothering me I said I was a liberator And marched right into town And did just like those empire men Got tired of monkeyin' around! CHORAS (Spy chiefs): Doo Be Do We wanna learn whats true The knowns we said unknown Were said known knowns by you We'll look whats's true And then we'll see The known unknowns known unknown by thee, CHIEF: Don't try to kid me spyboys I made a deal with you What I desired was peril dire To make my schemes come true Just give me your secret secrets Cos I'm clueless what to do I've done the acts, /now/ show the facts So I can just blame you CHORAS (US families): Doo Be Do We wanna learn whats true, The reason why, troops had to die And still do Though its not news And we don't see Their known known coffins up on our TV CHEIF: I've aped his mannerisms, we're like a set of twins No one can tell where Saddam ends and Uncle Sam begins And when we cross their thresholds, we keep boots on our feet A liberated nation aint no place for etti-keet, CHORAS (Iraq families): Doo Be Do We all know wnats true, The reason why, our people die And still do We know whats's true Beacuse we see The nature of your sham democracy. CHORAS (All): We know whats's true Beacuse we see The nature of our sham democracy. ---------------------------------- ( I wrote this one 31/01/04 after G W Bush (somewhat belatedly) announced he wanted know the "facts" about Iraq WMD.
| What I Go To War For To the tune of "What I Go To School For" by Busted ( Ideally in a George W Bush voice ) Oh Yeah The crude it prays upon my mind I count the days till it is mine. Unspoken truth though clear enough We're all addicted to the stuff. And I know whatever comes to pass Tony Blair will kiss my ass. Make ultimatums by the score If they give we'll demand more [ Chorus: Oil's what we go to war for The black blood of the earth's core Of course we will deny it But only fools will buy it. Oil's what we go to war for The black blood of the earth's core Wars we'll have in plenty To keep your tank from empty. That's what we go to war for Oil's what we go to war for. ] The stuff it may lie overseas But that doesn't bother me. We'll find a way to shut 'em down Choose a pretext then fire rounds And I'll bomb their leaders in their homes I don't care if they're alone Kill any civilians there Its not as if my voters care [Chorus] Those to whom we would preach all day are now looking at us in a different way I guess, thats why, anger is getting so high They can see those tell tale signs telling them its oil thats on our minds You can tell that they know the score when they shout out that oil's what we go to war for. It's what we go to war for. Packed DU shells in all our tanks Opened accounts in our banks Our bombs and missiles light the skies The UN can't believe their eyes [Chorus] ----------------------------------
Well Meaning Deception
| To the tune of "When A Man Loves a Women" by Percy Sledge Well Meaning Deception If thats what it was We betrayed the world For the oil they found. When we're bad, you won't hear it We can do no wrong. Turn our back on anyone Who puts us down. Well Meaning Deception Spend a billion bucks Dropping bombs to fulfill our greed. We'll destroy all thier comforts No water, power, or food If thats the way Its gotta be. Well Meaning Deception Liberate everything they've got Trying to hold on To a pretence of care. Dead babies don't make us bad. Well Meaning Deception Deep down in your soul You know just how just We really are. Fools played by a fool. Most don't want to know. Patriotic eyes can never see. Well Meaning Deception Mistaken but not wrong Selective emphasis Is not a lie. Well Meaning Deception A reason for a war Because the real ones Would not have served. Well Meaning Deception You know exactly how it goes Because its pretty clear We had a plan. ---------------------------------- ( I wrote this after the "Dodgy Dossier" HoC committee interrogation of Jack Straw on 24 June 2003
| Friendly Fire To the tune of "Light My Fire" by The Doors. -------------------------------------------------- You know that it would be untrue You know that I would be a liar If I was to say to you Casualties ain't gettin higher Coming under friendly fire Bringing down the friendly fire Fighting sets the night on fire The time to hesitate is due The perils we all face are dire As now, one and all may lose And our world become a funeral pyre Coming under friendly fire Dieing from the friendly fire Weapons set the night on fire, yeah [ instrumental - fend off attackers ] The time to hesitate is due The hatred we inflame mounts higher As now, one and all may lose And our world become a place most dire Coming under friendly fire It ain't acting friendly fire Fighting sets the night on fire You know that it would be untrue You know that I would be a (B)liar If I was to say to you Casualties ain't getting higher Coming under friendly fire Dieing from the friendly fire Fighting sets the night on fire Far Right set the night on fire "Mights right" set the night on fire No Right to set the night on Fire ---------------------------------- ( I wrote this one during Gulf War 2 when USAF "cowboys on jollies" were taking out more UK troops than were the Iraqui army)
| Once was a man called Andrew Gilligan To the tune of "There was an old man called Michael Finnigan" -------------------------------------------------- There once was a man named Andrew Gilligan, Accused the fuhrer of a sinigan, With statements broad but notes quite slimigan Poor old Andrew Gilligan, Begin again. There once was a man named Andrew Gilligan, Threw Campbell into a spinigan Against the beeb he'd have his winigan Poor old Andrew Gilligan, Begin again. There once was a man named Andrew Gilligan, A whistleblower had a chat with him His corpse sat up then lay back dinigan Poor old Andrew Gilligan, Begin again. There once was a man named Andrew Gilligan. Broadly correct on dossier tinkering But Hutton whitewashed span and spicigan Poor old Andrew Gilligan, Begin again. There once was a man named Andrew Gilligan. Resigned and took it on his chinigan But Dyke's out and he'll not be in again Poor old Andrew Gilligan, Begin again. There once was a man named Andrew Gilligan, There's not much more for me to sing of him The lies all come from number ten again Poor old Andrew Gilligan, Begin again. ... | |