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Rigs of the Times
03:29
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Well first it was spending too much on campaigns,
Saying out with the foreigners, the EU's to blame.
Using Facebook to sell propaganda to us
And a ten foot high lie on the side of a bus.
It seems honesty’s all out of fashion
These are the rigs of the times
Times me boys
These are the rigs of the times.
Let’s take Brexit and COVID-19 on the chin;
Every issue’s a battle that we’re going to win!
'Cause it's always the billionaire winners who choose
The value of life that we all stand to lose.
Because honesty’s all out of fashion…
Now it’s clap to say thanks to the brave NHS.
Well we may as well clap to save Tinkerbell next.
No more pay for the nurses, no visors or masks,
Just millions in contracts for the boys in first class,
Singing honesty’s all out of fashion…
Here’s to all the small businesses falling apart;
Living on credit’s a delicate art.
For three hundred a month on the dole, many thanks,
Pay the rent, pay the mortgage: it all pays the banks.
Honesty’s all out of fashion…
Now the very best dream that we could find
Is to pop them all off in a high gale of wind
And when they get up there, the cloud it will burst
And the biggest old rascals come tumbling down first
Singing honesty’s all out of fashion…
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My Witch
02:29
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Your eyes bewitch my wit, your wit bewitch my will.
Thus with your eyes and wit, you do bewitch me still –
And yet you are no witch, whose spirit is not evil.
And yet you are a witch, and yet you are no devil.
Oh, witching eyes and wit, where wit and eyes may read
A witch, and not a witch, and yet a witch indeed.
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3. |
Lover Lover Lover
04:15
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4. |
Mirie It Is (Anemoia)
01:16
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The Missing Star
04:06
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Ready on your marks now
We’re going to play a game
Split everybody into teams
Down the centre, right and left
The rules change as we go along
No need to think too much
Just try your best
Down behind the bike sheds
And up the garden path
Round and round the mulberry bush
Change is coming change has come
A return to the Golden Age
When everything made sense –
Just get it done
We’re sick of fake news
The media elites
Who want to control us
Who want our missing star
We’re sick of experts
Telling us what to think
We’re sick of statistics
Bring back our missing star
We must all accept that sometimes
Sacrifices must be made
Then swept under the carpet, with the
Missing files, expense reports,
We’ve shredded all the evidence
You didn’t need to know
Mistakes were made
The perfect time for social distance
Wages locked down and apart
Are all the children in their beds?
Change is coming change is now
Now’s not the time for politics
Let’s end all the debates
Let’s all move on
We’re sick of education
Hiding the truth about our past
We held the wealth of nations
The fates of millions in our grasp
We’re-sick-of-disappointment
Red tape and compromise
Bring back the glory
Bring us our missing star
We’re going to level with you
We are where we are
It’s stretched us all to breaking point
Will you, won’t you, will you, won’t..
We’re all in this together
We’re taking back control
Come join the dance
We’re-sick-of betrayal
We want our country back
Bring back the glory
Give us our missing star
Lacrimosa dies illa
Qua resurget ex favilla
Judicandus homo reus
Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori
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6. |
Drone Code
01:46
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7. |
The Keening
06:30
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Unquiet Grave
04:37
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The Exciseman
03:42
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10. |
16,000 Miles
03:51
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11. |
The Madness That Soothes
01:44
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12. |
The Blacksmith
04:35
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13. |
Ecclesiastes 1:1-18
04:38
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LUNATRAKTORS Waterford, Ireland
Broken folk experiments by Clair Le Couteur (vocals, drones) and Carli Jefferson (vocals, percussion). MOJO Magazine Top Ten Folk Albums 2019 & 2021. Weird musical performances in the Anglo-Celtic tradition.
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