TOM ROBINSON ONLY the NOW HOME in the MORNING MERCIFUL GOD (Tom Robinson, Gerry Diver) (Tom Robinson, Gerry Diver, Andy Treacey, Adam Phillips)
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TOM ROBINSON ONLY THE NOW HOME IN THE MORNING MERCIFUL GOD (Tom Robinson, Gerry Diver) (Tom Robinson, Gerry Diver, Andy Treacey, Adam Phillips) “He was to remove what Charles My Rolex and phone Shred all my letters “I have a strong faith and pray Fat white maggots Doing a job, I’m doing a job had described, using a wry, Are right there on the table And burn the old polaroids before every mission... I believe With their fat white faces I’m doing a job that all-purpose comic tone... The keys to my car and the flat Stick all those mags in the trash that God’s put me in this job” Crawling all over God put me here for as ‘kinky relics’. The idea was Cut up my credit cards, Empty the treasure chest US bomber pilot, CNN 2003 God’s holy places to spare Charles’s mother.“ Pay off the milkman Under my bed Smoke glass windows Fat white maggots Adam Mars Jones, The Darker Proof Recycle the bills on the mat And flush every crumb Noise and groove by Adam Aircon coaches All blind and bloated The Boss and Armani In my stash Phillips and Andy Treacey with Spewing out locusts They like their reality Are yours if you want ’em Swear on your life additional vocal chords of TV Spewing out roaches Sugar-coated Just stick all the rest in a sack You’ll wipe my hard drive, and Smith and Lee Forsyth Griffiths. There’s only one language Hey Pretty David Then drop the whole lot Smash any backups you find Bass by me. Gerry playing God is merciful They understand I’m so glad you made it At the charity shop There’s no need for my mother literally everything else. God is just And that’s when Come sit over here in the light Tell the neighbours To ever discover TR Why mind dying The body parts hit the fan I’m sorry the setting I’m not coming back The life that I’m leaving behind When he says we must Is kind of depressing I’m not frightened God is merciful... etc But I need a favour tonight Goodbye to London Goodbye to London I’m not fearful The laughs and the parties So long to St Mary’s So long to St Mary’s Doing the job that Doing a job, I’m doing a job Were great while they lasted I’m so sorry I couldn’t stay So sorry I couldn’t stay... etc God put me here for I’m doing a job that But now that it’s time to move on You nephews and nieces God put me here for I need a friend who can I love you to pieces Preaching democracy Tie up some ends, cause But let’s just call it a day And gentle Jesus Tomorrow I’m gonna be gone TR: gtr, voc, bass They lie and bully us Goodbye you ravers Adam Phillips: elec gtr Bomb and bleed us TR: bs, voc Goodbye to London You movers and shakers Gerry Diver: various* They help our enemies TV Smith: b.voc So long to St Mary’s You lovers and brothers Slay our brothers Lee Forsyth Griffiths: b.voc I’m so sorry I couldn’t stay I’ve known Kill our children Adam Phillips: gtr You nephews and nieces Kiss me goodnight Murder our mothers Andy Treacey: drs I love you to pieces And then switch out the light Gerry Diver: various* But I’m going home Because I’m going home God is merciful... etc Mixed by Ben Hiller In the morning In the morning THE MIGHTY SWORD OF JUSTICE (Tom Robinson, Gerry Diver, Andy Treacey, Adam Phillips) “Changes in Legal Aid have come My Daddy did his articles in 1954 And crippled them with fines into force... removing funding When he began soliciting There’s one law for the 1% from family cases, advice on The work stuck in his craw And another for the ninety-nine welfare benefits, employment, Enforcing for the bourgeoisie debt and some housing problems. He very quickly saw The mighty sword of Justice... Lawyers say the cuts will There’s one law for the rich etc significantly affect access And another one for the poor to justice.” Now Justice wears a coronet BBC News 2013 Rebekah’s friends and fortune But Justice is a whore Defended her in court She puts out for rich gentlemen The shredder lives in luxury Who love to pay her court His millions have bought And kicks away the crutches Gerry Diver, Tom Robinson, Billy Bragg, Martin Carthy Whore: /hɔːr/ n. But Doreen Lawrence From beggars at her door Selfie by Gerry A person considered to have Had to wait for 18 years and more There’s one law for the rich compromised their principles for There’s one law for the rich And another one for the poor personal gain, usually money. And another one for the poor The Free Dictionary The mighty sword of Justice... The mighty sword of Justice etc Stands high above us all A Protest March Carnival Song All citizens stand equal There’s one law for the rich written in 2013 for The Justice Before her mighty laws And another one for the poor Alliance. With outstanding But even mighty Justice contributions by Billy Bragg, Lisa Has one almighty flaw Knapp, Martin Carthy, Colin There’s one law for the rich Firth and Frank Rollock And another one for the poor TR: voc TR Billy Bragg: voc Our leaders meet in secret Lisa Knapp: voc Behind a thick blue line Martin Carthy: voc When cops protect the wealthy Frank Rollock: steel pan The cost is yours and mine Colin Firth: newsreader They infiltrated Occupy Gerry Diver: various* Tom Robinson, TV Smith, Lee Forsyth Griffiths, Gerry Diver Photo: Kate de Ban DON’T JUMP, DON’T FALL (Tom Robinson, Gerry Diver, Andy Treacey, Adam Phillips) CALM is a charity dedicated to We took you out to the movies You were always so certain Or did you simply think preventing male suicide. It offers And the circus too That you’d never see thirty You were about to be free a free, confidential helpline from But nothing’s forever When you called collect 5pm to midnight, 7 days a week on And it couldn’t last To talk drunk and dirty The alcohol raging 0800 585858 thecalmzone.net We had our own baby A restless aching deep within Round your veins And the moment passed The pain of inhabiting The black depression For Andrew A human skin Pouring down like rain I pray to God TR If you felt betrayed Boy, you hid it well Don’t jump, don’t fall By every holy name But when I think back now There’s a world of love My own sweet children I feel guilty as hell Out there Never know that pain Mastering engineer Frank Arkwright at Abbey Road You hit the bottle And you could have it all I still remember Photo: TR When you hit your teens Don’t jump, don’t fall Don’t jump, don’t fall First meeting you when There’s a world of love You were a small blond kid Became runaway jailbait Standing on that balcony For chicken queens Your back against a wall Out there About nine or ten You could have had it all Your mother went missing Don’t jump, don’t fall And your father drank Don’t jump, don’t fall You must have been shaking There’s a world of love With a terrible dread Standing on that balcony For your first real home Your back against a wall You had an aunt to thank Out there As you climbed unsteady And you can have it all From that unmade bed Don’t jump You came to stay Did you feel relief When you were still quite young I must admit Or did you just feel numb You had mischievous eyes It must have seemed like fun To know your moment And a razor-sharp tongue The kind of life you lived Had finally come When you were on the run TR: voc Life has its interludes Lee Forsyth Griffiths: voc And this was one All the tricks you’d turned When you left the flat And all the drugs you’d done On that final night Adam Phillips: gtr We’d pretend for the weekend Andy Treacey: drs You were our son As you scraped the barrel Did you lock the door With your lowlife chums Did you leave the light Gerry Diver: various* We used to pick you up Did you think of her When you were feeling blue Did you think of me HOLY SMOKE CRY OUT (Tom Robinson, Caz Ginsberg, Swami Baracus, Gerry Diver, Andy Treacey, Patrick Dawes) (Tom Robinson, Andy Treacey, Elliott Randall, Adam Phillips, Al Scott, Gerry Diver) “Growing up on a remote farm Two thousand years of Turning the Gita to a reefer “Speeding the freeway and Cry out... Cry out God knows I’ve feared you in North Wales, whenever my Wisdom up in smoke So for The Man Upstairs I plead ya recklessly riding... Strung out But now that I’m near you brothers and I ran out of Rizlas, we Summon these stoners Strung out at the end of my chain” At the end of my chain That sweet tender life used to skin up with pages from I like to smoke the bible To pay for their deeds! Cry out..