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Anti-Thatcher songs thread....

silentNate

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The speculation coninues but really I need my iPod geared up to celebrate on the way to Traf...
So what anti-Thatcher songs should I get hold of?
Tramp down the dirt by Elvis Costello?
Black boys on mopeds by Sinead O'Connor?
It says here by Billy Bragg?
Margaret on the guillotine?

Which songs must I playlist now? :confused:

Your help please ;)
 
Shippou-Chan said:
not actully anti thatcher but an hunarable mention is the RATM cover of maggies farm
The Specials' version was excplicitly about her.

Crass - How Does it Feel to be the Mother of 1000 Dead?
Stand Down Margaret
 
belboid said:
Crass - How Does it Feel to be the Mother of 1000 Dead?
Stand Down Margaret
How does it feel:
Your arrogance has gutted these bodies of life,
Your deceit fooled them that it was worth the sacrifice.
Your lies persuaded people to accept the wasted blood,
Your filthy pride cleansed you of the doubt you should have had.
You smile in the face of the death cause you are so proud and vain,
Your inhumanity stops you from realising the pain
That you inflicted, you determines, you created, you ordered -
It was your decision to have those young boys slaughtered.
http://www.plyrics.com/lyrics/crass/howdoesitfeel.html

stand down margaret:
http://www.musicsonglyrics.com/E/theenglishbeatlyrics/theenglishbeatstanddownmargaretlyrics.htm

someone needs to do a version of both those for Blair...wouldn't have to change many of the lyrics actually :(
 
Hefner - The day that Thatcher dies ;)

Ooh and Ding dong the witch is dead from the yellow brick road movie st as featured in previous suggestion :D
 
CRASS - "Sheepfarming in the Falklands"

Sheep farming in the Falklands, re-arming in the fucklands
Fucking sheep in the homelands, her majesty's forces are coming
Sheep farming in the Falklands, re-arming in the fucklands
Fucking sheep in the homelands, her majesty's forces are coming
Sheep farming in the Falklands, re-arming in the fucklands
Fucking sheep in the homelands, her majesty's forces are coming

Fuck off to the Falklands for your sea-faring fun
Big man's jerk off dreamland, looking down the barrel of a gun
Friggin' in the riggin' another imperialist farce
Another page of British history to wipe the national arse
The royals donated Prince Andrew as a show of their support
Was it just luck the only ship that wasn't struck was the one on which he fought?
Three cheers for good old Andy, let's take a pic for his mum
And stick it up the royal, stick it up the royal, stick it up the royal album

Sheep farming in the Falklands, re-arming in the fucklands
Fucking sheep in the homelands, her majesty's forces are coming

Onward Thatcher's soldiers, it's your job to fight...
"And, you know, I don't really give a toss if the cause is wrong or right,
My political neck means more to me than the lives of a thousand men,
If I felt it might be of use to me I'd do it all over again.
The Falklands was really a coverup job to obscured the mistakes I've made,
And you know I think gamble I took could certainly be said to have paid.
With unemployment at an all-time high and the country falling apart
I, Winston Thatcher, reign supreme in this great nations' heart."

Sheep farming in the Falklands, re-arming in the fucklands
Fucking sheep in the homelands, her majesty's forces are coming

While the men who fought her battles are still expected to suffer
Thatcher proves in parliament that she's just a fucking nutter
The iron lady's proved her metal, has struck with her fist of steel
Has proved that a heart that is made out of lead is a heart that doesn't feel

Sheep farming in the Falklands, re-arming in the fucklands
Fucking sheep in the homelands, her majesty's forces are coming

Now Thatcher says... "Oh raunchy Ron, we've fought our war
Now it's your turn to prove yourself in El Salvador
I've employed Micheal Heseltine to deal with P.R.
He's an absolute prick, but a media star
He'll advocate the wisdom of our cruise missile plan
Then at last I'll have a penis just like every other man
They can call it penis envy, but they'll pay the price for it...
But the peasants are hungry Mags, "Let them eat shit"

Sheep farming in the Falklands, re-arming in the fucklands
Fucking sheep in the homelands, her majesty's forces are coming

Who the fuck cares, we're all having fun?
Mums and dads happy as their kids play with guns
The media loved it, when all's said and done...
"Britain's bulldog's off the leash" said the Sun
As the Argies and Brits got crippled or died
The bulldog turned around and crapped in our eyes.
Brit wit, hypocrite, don't you yet realise
You're not playing with toys, you're playing with lives...
You piss straight up in your self-righteous rage
Wilfs, goms and gimps in the nuclear age
Four minute warning, what a shock,
Well balls to you rocket cock
You're old and you're ill and you're soon going to die
You've got nothing to lose if you fill up the skies
You'd take us all with you, yeah, it's tough at the top
You slop bucket, shit filled, puss ridden, death pimp snot..YAH FUCK
 
friedaweed said:
Hefner - The day that Thatcher dies ;)

i played that at the windmill tonight!!!
:)

We will laugh the day that Thatcher dies,
Even though we know it's not right,
We will dance and sing all night.

I was blind in 1979, by '82 I had clues,
By 1986 I was mad as hell.

The teachers at school, they took us for fools,
They never taught us what to do,
But Christ we were strong, we knew all along,
We taught ourselves the right from wrong.

And the punk rock kids, and the techno kids,
No, it's not their fault.
And the hip hop boys and heavy metal girls,
No, it's not their fault.

It was love, but Tories don't know what that means,
She was Michelle Cox from the lower stream,
She wore high-heeled shoes while the rest wore flat soles.

And the playground taught her how to be cruel,
I talked politics and she called me a fool,
She wrapped her ankle chain round my left wing heart.

Ding dong, the witch is dead, which old witch?
The wicked witch.
Ding dong, the wicked witch is dead.


:cool: :cool:
 
And there's more...
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"The kind people
Have a wonderful dream
Margaret on the guillotine
Cause people like you
Make me feel so tired
When will you die ?
When will you die ?
When will you die ?
When will you die ?
When will you die ?

And people like you
Make me feel so old inside
Please die

And kind people
Do not shelter this dream
Make it real
Make the dream real
Make the dream real
Make it real
Make the dream real
Make it real"


:cool: :cool:

The essence of beauty, to be sure. :cool:
 
silentNate said:
The speculation coninues but really I need my iPod geared up to celebrate on the way to Traf...
So what anti-Thatcher songs should I get hold of?
Tramp down the dirt by Elvis Costello?
Black boys on mopeds by Sinead O'Connor?
It says here by Billy Bragg?
Margaret on the guillotine?

Which songs must I playlist now? :confused:

Your help please ;)

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Geri said:
If only someone would put together a collection of songs on a CD!

:D

three bloody years ago i did that. and she's still hanging on :mad:

[edit: and the urban-compiled 'songs for a dead thatcher' goes as follows:

klaus nomi: ding dong! the witch is dead
elvis costello: tramp the dirt down
hefner: the day that thatcher dies
ewan maccoll: the grocer
oi polloi: fuck everybody who voted tory
specials: ghost town
robert wyatt: shipbuilding
the exploited: maggie
the beat: stand down margaret
morrissey: margaret on the guillotine
pinhead gunpowder: at your funeral
green day: ha ha you’re dead
lou reed: perfect day]
 
Helga said:
:D

three bloody years ago i did that. and she's still hanging on :mad:

[edit: and the urban-compiled 'songs for a dead thatcher' goes as follows:

klaus nomi ding dong! the witch is dead
elvis costello tramp the dirt down
hefner the day that thatcher dies
ewan maccoll the grocer
oi polloi fuck everybody who voted tory
specials ghost town
robert wyatt shipbuilding
the exploited maggie
the beat stand down margaret
morrissey margaret on the guillotine
pinhead gunpowder at your funeral
green day ha ha you’re dead
lou reed perfect day]


I've got one of those! It came off the shelf the other day but has now had to be returned. :(

Its time will come.
 
maggie you cunt, exploited

Twenty five quid to live on Seven days a week to survive Five and twenty pictures of the queen You won't see the starvation in her eyes Twenty five quid to dish out And you're already ten in debt So with fifteen singles left over The landlord gets the rent
MAGGIE, MAGGIE YOU CUNT MAGGIE, MAGGIE YOU CUNT MAGGIE, MAGGIE YOU CUNT MAGGIE MAGGIE MAGGIE MAGGIE YOU FUCKING CUNT
Twenty five reasons for trouble Three million mouths to feed They're destroying your mind and body While they increase their own needs Twenty five quid of insult Two meals soon kills your health They want to see you suffer They want to see you dead <i>[repeat verses 1&2]
 
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