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by Dave Thorpe and The Slam

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see individual tracks - all lyrics by Dave Thorpe
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Step it up! 02:50
Step it up! Well we marched against apartheid, and we marched against the bomb We marched all round these city streets 'til we were back where we started from We marched against the poll tax, and we marched against the war We've marched for many miles and until our feet were sore And we've marched against the nazis, and marched against the cuts But now I think that it's time to Step it Up! Step it up! Step it up! Step it up! Well we marched for the miners and we marched for women's rights Some marches ended in celebration and some ended in fights We've marched in the sunshine, we've marched in the pouring rain Sometimes we'd come back next week and march all over again And we've marched in solidarity, sometimes we've marched in love But now I think that it's time we Step it up! Step it up! Step it up! Step it up! And we'll keep on marching, the same old songs sing But if we'd only walk the walk like we talk the talk, Who knows what that may bring Step it up! Step it up! Step it up! Step it up! Step it up!
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This is England The Peaks, the Lakes and the North Yorkshire Moor The Shard and Rotunda cityscape, Glastonbury Tor This is England, my England, there are many points of view And I don't need it defending by the likes of you St Paddy's, St Paul's, the Cathedral at Wells Sun through a stained glass window, and the pealing of bells Ah, but in this England there are synagogues, mosques and temples too And I don't need it defending by the likes of you For the lies and hatred that you wrap in the flag of George of Palestine Is the measles of mankind according to Mister Albert Einstein It was against such a creed that our Grandad's fought in league with Muslim and Hindu Tell me which side would you have been on back in World War Two? Now in Walthamstow, in Newcastle, in Bristol and Luton too We'll fight to defend the English from the likes of you
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We're Gonna Take Our Country Back So I hear we're gonna take our country back Yeah back from a Brussel's bureaucrat Coz we love democracy and all that Think accountability is where it's at But see when we take our country back Back from a Brussel's bureaucrat Coz on accountability we're so keen What we gonna do about Her Majesty the Queen? What we gonna do about Her Majesty the Queen? And see when we take our country back Yeah back from a Brussel's bureaucrat And give all power to the great British hordes What we gonna do about the House of Lords? What we gonna do about the House of Lords? And see when we take our country back Yeah back from a Brussel's bureaucrat And on every border post a sentry What we gonna do about the landed gentry? What we gonna do about the landed gentry? Now don't get me wrong, I don't love the EU But it seems to me we haven't thought this through Coz if we wanna take our country back It may be we need a different line of attack Coz if you think I'll follow fools like Farage And believe all of Boris's bullshit barrage Only buy my petrol from a BP garage That ain't England's dreaming mate, that's a mirage And my rage is complete When I learn that immigrants are getting hassled in the street Coz was it immigrants who ran the services down? Was it immigrants who moved the jobs out of town? Was it immigrants who didn't build council homes? And made us all dependent on loans? No. Immigrants came and put the country back together Coz we asked them to, then, like the worst host ever Gave them a whole load of racist blether Said they did things that we knew they'd never While they care for us from the cradle to grave Make the music to which we rave Score the goals that no one could save And always take less than they gave Oh, but don't let the truth get in the way of your tale Coz I know your only parroting the Daily Mail Which of course is always on the right side Supported Moseley, Hitler and Apartheid And it's the same vile bile screams from the front page Wanna take us back to a bygone age Which, in reality, never existed And what did was so twisted That you couldn't be gay or marry out of your religion Have a baby out of wedlock and they'd put you in prison Steal a loaf of bed because the system had failed ya They put you on a boat that was bound for Australia And who was it did that? Some EU arse? No, that was our very own ruling class And it's now with them you now want me to find a common cause When all they've ever given us is austerity and wars While protecting their own posterity with laws Designed to enshrine an existing order That turns every rich person into a hoarder So, while children go hungry, and disabled people die We're now supposed to cling to this lie That we're all in it together and everything will be alright If we just pull up the drawbridge and hold each other tight We'll spend all our money on health care and our passports will be blue And live happily ever after now we've left the EU No Because what's wrong with this country long pre-dates the Common Market Of course we're all angry, but we're aiming at the wrong target With our Dunkirk spirit, sense of fairplay, andlove of the underdog Now tell me what has any of that got to do with Jacob Rees Mogg? With Farage, Johnson, Duncan-Smith, Widdecombe and Arran Banks Is that a Team GB you wanna be on? For my part I'll say no thanks But if from them you wanna take the country, I won't stay ringside Ring the bell, I'll fight like hell, and I will not be denied But when you say you wanna take our country back I'm sorry but I think you miss the fact That no matter how much you love these shores The truth is mate...it never was yours
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Trickledown Lies Times, I get asked for spare change, on these streets paved with gold by the hungry and cold. There are buildings aplenty, and so many stand empty, yet the people are homeless It makes me want to tear, tear their tongues out, when they say "Oh, but the wealth will trickle down" It's a trick. To keep us down. Trickledown la la la lies Times, we see people broken, hear, desperate, dying words spoken, on our TV screens Screams that come forth many, little children the victims of war. What are they dying for? Your bullshit. If selling weapons is how you get rich, it ain't wealth trickles, you son of a bitch, it's the blood on your hands It makes me want to tear, tear their lungs out, when they say "Ah but the wealth will trickle down" Trick. To keep us down. Trickledown la la la lies Time, for a changing, a rearranging of the shape of things Now, for you heeded no warning, you'll see a new day dawning, and you'll wish you weren't around. Watch your world crumble, watch it reel and crumble and feel More than your wealth trickle down
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They Shoot Children Don't They Another day, another $37 million for the firearms trade Another family grieving, again the President is dismayed For he says guns keep us safe, like his sponsors in the NRA But not in the hands of a fearful racist watchman, here in the home of the brave Because they shoot children don't they They shoot children don't they They shoot children don't they They shoot children don't they Dr Assad took a job that says you do no harm But that ain't quite how things panned out down on Bashar's farm But to hear him talk about the "terrorists" in a manor so calm You could almost forget the civilians in the way of his arms But they shoot children don't they They shoot children don't they They shoot children don't they They shoot children don't they Ben Netanyahu said "they put those kids in the way of our guns, What kind of people would do such a thing to their own daughters and sons? We just want peace, and this is what we're up against, go figure" But you know what Bibi, someone still has to pull the trigger And they shoot children don't they They shoot children don't they They shoot children don't they They shoot children don't they TRUMPET SOLO They shoot children don't they I said they shoot children don't they They shoot children don't they They shoot children don't they Be it Cleveland, Homz, Gaza, Soweto or Belfast If there is just one thing that we can learn from our not distant past If you deny justice and seek to keep the peace with weapons that kill It don't take long before the blood of the innocent starts to spill They shoot children don't they I said they shoot children don't they They shoot children don't they They shoot children don't they They shoot children don't they (they shoot children don't they) They shoot children don't they (they shoot children don't they) They shoot children don't they (they shoot children don't they I said they shoot children don't they
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Twenty People in a Room Above a Pub You could get low. You could get down You could really start to frown When you're only twenty people in a room above a pub Twenty people in a room above a pub Twenty people in a room above a pub Twenty people in a room above a pub Because you wanna shake this mess. You wanna turn it all around But your only twenty people in a room above a pub Twenty people in a room above a pub Twenty people in a room above a pub And it fills you with despair to see all the empty chairs Coz they said that they'd be there. Doesn't anybody care? Twenty people in a room above a pub Twenty people in a room above a pub Too busy trying to keep their head above water But if not for them, what about their son or their daughter Haven't they got blood pumping through their aorta? And my sister is in town man, I wish that I'd brought her Twenty people in a room above a pub Twenty people in a room above a pub And it's the same old faces in the same old places Make the same old cases, a puddle not an oasis Twenty people in a room above a pub Twenty people in a room above a pub And to call it a movement just feels pretentious when you look at all the forces that are lined up against us Twenty people in a room above a pub Twenty people in a room above a pub Twenty people in a .........what? Some thought it was a show? So? Fifteen people in a room above a pub (that's) Fifteen people in a room above a pub (just) Fifteen people in a room above a pub Fifteen people in a room above a pub Yeah, but be honest, it's been ten Man alive, it's been five And what about that time when nobody came? And you're missing the game And you forgot to set record...and who's this just come in? Oh lord, it's him. The pedantic, sectarian left libertarian I swear if he kicks off he'll wish he'd stayed with his books antiquarian Sixteen people in a room above a pub (that's) Sixteen people in a room above a pub (just) Sixteen people in a room above a pub (not all of them welcome) Sixteen people in a room above a pub What?.............................What now? Some more come?.........We're thirty one? With more on the stairs? Wait...have we got enough chairs? So you're no longer feeling lonely because it's standing room only There are forty people in this room above a pub Then, eighty people in a room above a pub Soon one-sixty people in a room above a pub Next three-twenty people in rooms above pubs Six-forty, twelve hundred, two and a half, five ten, twenty, forty K - this movement is live! Eighty, one-sixty and we're still not complete So we're getting out our seat and we take it to the street They start to feel the heat and then we got the suckers beat. So don't you ever dare despair, don't you ever cease to care Because you're only twenty people in a room above a pub Twenty people in a room above a pub For hear when i beseech ya, you let history be your teacher You are harder than Jack Reacher. You're the main fucking feature Because the struggle is greater than the sum of it's parts It's a battle for the minds, it's a battle for the hearts But don't you know that the revolution starts, with Twenty people in a room above a pub Twenty people in a room above a pub Twenty people in a room above a pub Twenty people in a room above a pub
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Get It Together Oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh Too many years of long, long division Only taking away from the class Form a faction, become a fraction, a distraction All this subtraction is a pain in the ass. Think of a number While you slumber Dreaming of a critical mass But, do the math, do the math , do the math, do the math And what you will, will come to pass What you will, will come to pass What you will (will) will come to pass Together. Together. Together. If we all stand together, all stand together, all stand together, all stand together. We could get it together, get it together, get it together, get it together. And if we all are together, all are together, all are together, all are together We could get it together, get it together, get it together, get it together And if we all rise together, all rise together, all rise together, all rise together We could get it together, get it together, get it together, get it together So, come on get it together, get it together, get it together, get it together Get it together, get it together, get it together, get it together Coz if we don't stand together, don't get together, don't rise together, aren't all together Then we won't get it together, we'll fall together, falter together, fail altogether So, come on get it together, get it together, get it together, get it together Get it together, get it together, get it together, get it together Too many years of long, long division Only taking away from the class Form a faction, become a fraction, a distraction All this subtraction is a pain in the ass Think of a number, while you slumber Dreaming of a critical mass But, do the math, do the math, do the math, do the math And what you will, will come to pass What you will, will come to pass What you will, will come to pass What you will, will come to pass What you will, will come to pass What you will, will come to pass What you will, will come to- gether It'll come together, it'll come together, it'll come together, it'll come together, so come on Get it together, get it together, get it together, get it together Get it together, get it together, get it together, get it together Get it together, get it together, get it together, get it together Get it together, get it together, get it together, get it together Get it together, get it together, get it together, get it together Get it together, get it together, get it together, get it together Get it together, get it together, get it together, get it together Get it together, We've a world to win. Get!

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Trickle-down: the theory that the poorest in society gradually benefit as a result of the increasing wealth of the richest (OED)

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released October 27, 2020

Dave Thorpe - vocals, guitars, harmonica
Ben Fox - vocals, trumpet
Clare Perkins - vocals
Grace Cookey Gam - vocals
Olivia Mace - vocals
Tania Rodrigues - vocals
Timothy Block - vocals
with Jeff Harding as Pilgrim

All songs recorded at RMS studio. Produced by Andy Le Vien
Spoken Words recorded at Studio 301
Mixed and mastered by Ross Burman

A Different Goal Production.

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Dave Thorpe and The Slam London, UK

Dave Thorpe is an East London based singer-songwriter.
The Slam are some South London friends he enlisted to make his songs sound better, namely
Ben Fox
-trumpet/vocals
Clare Perkins
Grace Cookey Gam
Olivia Mace
Tania Rodrigues
Tim Block
-vocals
& featuring Jeff Harding as Pilgrim.
All songs recorded at RMS studios by Andy Le Vien.
Spoken words recorded Studio 301
Mixed & mastered by Ross Burman.
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