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February 19th, 2024
The lies go up
The truth rains down
The stench of genocide
Is all around
Day after night
Wave upon wave
Turning homes into graves
Gaza made unliveable
All for "greater" Israel
To call it self-defence
Flies in the face of sense
A war on children
Murder from the air
The pall of war crimes
Hangs everywhere
The world can see now
Their unholy plan
Puppet of Uncle Sam
Gaza made unliveable
All for "greater" Israel
To call it self-defence
Flies in the face of sense
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Lyrics and Music by John Newlands
Are We There Yet? (single) - January
30th, 2024
Don't look behind you
The flashes might blind you
And the real world confine you
Let your daydreams define you
Be a child again
Just around the bend
Is a world without end
Are we there yet?
Are we there yet?
Dance in the streets soon
Unhoused and elites soon
Hearts as one will beat soon
Absent now, we will meet soon
Be a child again
Just around the bend
Is a world without end
Are we there yet?
Are we there yet?
Don't say we are stranded
On our iceless planet
Like the bandits planned it
It's your mind so expand it
Be a child again
Just around the bend
Is a world without end
Are we there yet?
Are we there yet?
I can hear laughter
Is it the First of Tomorrow?
Time and space are just borrowed
Are we there yet?
Are we there yet?
Trains of thought leave the station
Feel the acceleration
But with no clear destination
There's no social transformation
Will the children sing?
Will winter yield to spring
Without heavy lifting?
Are we there yet?
Are we there yet?
Radical re-invention
Needs a statement of intention
No spontaneous ascension
To a magical dimension
Will the children sing?
Will winter yield to spring
Without heavy lifting?
Are we there yet?
Are we there yet?
Painters and musicians
Will fail in their mission
Without recognition
Of material conditions
Will the children sing?
Will winter yield to spring
Without heavy lifting?
Are we there yet?
Are we there yet?
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Lyrics and Music by John Newlands
Capitalism Saves Us From Itself (single)
- December 31st, 2023
You join us with the magic about to happen
The big top's on fire
You join us with the action about to start
Elon will be walking the wire
The ones who caused the problems
Are saying only they can solve them
We wait with bated breath
Will they avert planetary death?
Watch now, watch now
We're all eyes
They're all lies
Watch now, watch now
As capitalism saves us from itself
You join us with a miracle unfolding
Like the poster promised
The oldest act in history
Con men crying, "Honest!"
The ones who made this mess
Now claim to know best
A puff of smoke and it disappears
All hail the juggling marketeers!
Watch now, watch now
We're all eyes
They're all lies
Watch now, watch now
As capitalism saves us from itself
Trudging behind a clown car
That's where we are
Trudging behind a clown car
That's where we are
They're trying to figure out how to profit
They see no other reason to stop it
If they can't get a big return
They're just gonna let it continue to burn
Trudging behind a clown car
That's where we are
Trudging behind a clown car
Trudging behind
Trudging behind a clown car
Clown car
Clown car
Clown car
They need the audience's contribution
For the stunt they are planning
To have a very lucrative illusion
Shot out of a cannon
The directors of this disaster
Appoint themselves its masters
We're on the edges of our seats
As bosses balance on balance sheets
Watch now, watch now
We're all eyes
They're all lies
Watch now watch now
As capitalism saves us from itself
Watch now, watch now
We're all eyes
They're all lies
Watch now, watch now
As capitalism saves us
Watch now, watch now
We're all eyes
They're all lies
Watch now, watch now
As capitalism saves us from itself
Lyrics and Music by John Newlands
From The River To The Sea (single)
- December 3rd, 2023
From the river to the sea
Palestine will be free
From the river to the sea
Palestine will be free
See the new arrivals
With their holy map and rifles
Steal the homes
Burn the olive trees
The local population
Subject to invasion
Are turned from residents
Into refugees
From the river to the sea
Palestine will be free
From the river to the sea
Palestine will be free
The land of Palestine
Must be shared by all its people
Human rights are nothing
If not full and equal
Anti-Zionism
Is not anti-semitism
Do not greet this violence
With silence
From the river to the sea
Palestine will be free
From the river to the sea
Palestine will be free
When there's nothing left to lose
There is nothing left to do
But resist
But resist
From the river to the sea
Palestine will be free
From the river to the sea
Palestine will be free
Lyrics and Music by John Newlands
There's the victim with the air force
And the high tech weaponry
See how they control the discourse
From the river to the sea
There's the victim cutting power
Cutting medicine, food and water
There's the victim perpetrating
Unrestricted slaughter
Justin wrings his hands
As things go to plan
CHORUS
We need to stand up
Together
We need to say no
And never again
And never again
Since the victim cast the first stone
They have lived on stolen land
They've made Palestine a kill zone
While sounding holier than
The word from Zion Joe
Is: Let the weapons flow
CHORUS
And never again
And never again
The impartial court of empire
Hears only the victim's case
As the victim slaughters children
And puts its children in their place
Justin wrings his hands
As things go to plan
The word from Zion Joe
Is: Genocide's a go
CHORUS
We need to stand up
Together
We need to say no
We need to stand up
Together
We need to say no no no no
And never again
And never again
And never again
No and never again
Lyrics and Music by John Newlands
Resistance (single) - November 11th,
2023
In what kind of world does it make sense
That killers and thieves claim self-defense?
House by house
Night and day
The invasion
Grinds away
Occupied
Facing genocide
Resistance is justified
Resistance is justified
What do you do when there's no way out
And death is beyond the shadow of a doubt?
Street by street
Night and day
Violation
Grinds away
Occupied
Facing genocide
Resistance is justified
Resistance is justified
Three generations dispossessed
The truth finds no place in the Western press
Mile by mile
Night and day
Humiliation
Grinds away
Occupied
Facing genocide
Resistance is justified
Resistance is justified
The architects of darkness ply their trade
Their weaponry marked "US made"
Child by child
Night and day
Extermination
Underway
Occupied
Facing genocide
Resistance is justified
Resistance is justified
Lyrics and Music by John Newlands
Rockstars (single) - October 12th,
2023
"You guys are rockstars!", the boss exclaimed
Between hits of caffeine
"You guys are legends!", the boss proclaimed
Not knowing what words mean
We get props instead of proper compensation
From the architects of profiteer inflation
Now please excuse me
It's back to work
The boss's pep talk
Took up my fifteen
I look around at my fellow rockstars
One is stealing food, one is living in her car
It's nearing midnight in this cuckoo clock
No time to piss, let alone rock
And every single day we hear
"You guys are rockstars!", the boss maintained
Helicoptering to their yacht
"You guys are legends!", went the refrain
Though it's clear they think we are not
We need job security
Not pizza parties
From a boss obsessed with the Illuminati
Now please excuse me
It's back to work
So the boss can go play astronaut
It makes more sense to say, "You guys are roadies!"
But that word cannot be shouted out as boldly
We guys are rockstars and we must rock on
To the boss's tune, "Exploitation"
And every bloody day we hear
"You guys are rockstars!", the boss intoned
Getting ready to cheat at golf
"You guys are legends
Who've always known
Better than to take time off"
We need benefits
Not bogus flattery
From the manufacturers of misery
Now if you would, please
Alert my fans
This rockstar cannot clock out just yet
"You guys are rockstars!", the boss extolled
As his Rolls Royced away
"You guys are legends!", said their cake hole
Like we were born yesterday
Extra duties only get us extra praise
I'll tell ya these rockstars would prefer a raise
If you'll excuse me
It's back to work
That Zoom call took up my other fifteen
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Lyrics and Music by John Newlands
Gap In My Resumé (single)
- September 25th, 2023
They asked me
About the gap in my resumé
What was I doing if I was not employed?
(What was I doing?)
I must have been
Deceased from November to May
Certainly not reconnecting with joy
Business folks make everything their business
Boundaries seem to be a great unknown
Re. my resumé:
I just have to say
I. Malone, you seem to have a gap of your own
B.S. Prohn, you seem to have a gap of your own
Who left the family?
Who quit the team?
Who's no longer livin' the dream?
Who had enough of your crap
And left you with an exploitation gap?
They asked me
About the gap in my resumé
When I wasn't a cog in their machine
(What was I doing?)
When I failed
To show up with robotic certainty
How could it be that life intervened?
Business folks make everything their business
Not too concerned with comfort zones
Re. my resumé:
I just have to say
O. D'Cologne, you seem to have a gap of your own
B.A. Cloen, you seem to have a gap of your own
Who took the red pill?
How can it be
A jilted employer sits across from me?
Who had enough of your crap
And left you with an exploitation gap?
Given that
Yawning gap in my resumé
I must haved joined a crime entity
(What was I doing?)
That background check
They can file under "Irony"
Seeing as how they plan to steal from me
Business folks make everything their business
Boundaries seem to be a great unknown
Re. my resumé:
I just have to say
A. Dialtone, you seem to have a gap of your own
P.K. Boen, you seem to have a gap of your own
Who left the family?
Who quit the team?
Who's no longer livin' the dream?
Who had enough of your crap
And left you with an exploitation gap?
Gap in
my resumé
Gap in
my resumé
Gap in
my resumé
Gap
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Lyrics and Music by John Newlands
That's Just Something They Say (single)
- August 24th, 2023
"Please stay on the line
Your call is important to us"
That's just something they say
That's just something they say
"Tax cuts for the rich
Will make the world more just"
That's just something they say
That's just something they say
And we tolerate another day
And we tolerate another day
That's just something they say
That's just something they say
That's just something they say
That's just something they say
Sarah slumps in the break room
As machines drone away
Bad news loop on the TV
And the walls so cold and grey
She thinks of the bullshit
This system's so full of it
And it's all just something they say
Yeah it's all just something they say
"Sorry for the inconvenience
But you're going to be blown away"
That's just something they say
That's just something they say
"I'm all about your interests
Think of that on election day"
That's just something they say
That's just something they say
And we tolerate another day
And we tolerate another day
That's just something they say
That's just something they say
That's just something they say
That's just something they say
Billy's bus is in gridlock
That's even more time lost
Dead eyed, reading the vanity plates
He laughs at LIKABOSS
The heart of the nation
Is disinformation
And it's all just something they say
Yeah it's all just something they say
"You'll love working here
We are one big family"
That's just something they say
That's just something they say
"Our armed forces are spreading
Freedom and democracy"
That's just something they say
That's just something they say
Must we tolerate another day?
Must we tolerate another day?
That's just something they say
That's just something they say
That's just something they say
That's just something they say
"You want it, you gotta earn it
No one gets to ride for free"
That's just something they say
That's just something they say
"Customer satisfaction
Is our number one priority"
That's just something they say
That's just something they say
Must we tolerate another day?
Must we tolerate another day?
That's just something they say
That's just something they say
That's just something they say
That's just something they say
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Lyrics and Music by John Newlands
Time (single) - July 30th, 2023
Time is a colossus
And much too much of it
Is taken by the bosses
We do the work, they profit
That's no way to live
That's no way to live our one life
Better off to give
To the collective
Yeah yeah yeah
The hours we work far exceed
The hours it will take to meet our needs
Once we've made the boss history
There'll be much more time for
Frolicking in forests and
Swimming in the sea
Swimming in the sea
Swimming in the sea
Swimming in the sea
Work looms like a monster
Another dream ripped away
Will the world be squandered
Day after stolen day?
That's no way to live
That's no way to live our one life
Better off to give
To the collective
Yeah yeah yeah
The hours we work far exceed
The hours it will take to meet our needs
Once we've made the boss history
There'll be much more time for
Frolicking in forests and
Swimming in the sea
Swimming in the sea
Swimming in the sea
Swimming in the...
Lyrics and Music by John Newlands
Productivity (single) - February
26th, 2023
Ms. Highbackchair
Calls out, "Hey, you there!
Keep on enriching our holders of shares
I can't give you a raise
Or more paid sick days
I'm afraid it's not up to me
Corporate looks down and all they see
Is your productivity"
"Now that you know what to do
Just do more of it
In the time it took to make two
Now make four of it
Encore of it
A megastore of it
It's good for the economy
Cha-ching cha-ching
Productivity"
Mr. Golfdate
Sobs, "There's a lot on my plate
Safety-conscious workers taking their lunch breaks
This performance review
Might humiliate you
The CPO's the boss of me
I'm your friend but all they can see
Is your productivity"
"Now that you know what to do
Do much more of it
In the time it took to make two
Make twenty-four of it
A galore of it
Scores and scores of it
Ten floors of it
Out the door of it
Let's think of the economy
Cha-ching cha-ching
Productivity"
"Your compensation is adequate
We'll bet this pizza that you won't quit
For the dedication you've shown us
And to help ensure you don't stone us
Here's your mostly symbolic bonus
Remain silent
Re. all the sunny islands
To which the surplus value has flown us
The surplus value has flown..."
"Now that you know how it's made
Make it efficiently
You don't want to know what you're paid
Per commodity
Eat flattery
We'll need you on Saturday
Rockstars of the economy
Cha-ching cha-ching
Productivity"
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Lyrics and Music by John Newlands
You Are Here (single) - January 8th,
2023
Government says you can't retire
Job says three to five required
You are here
You are here
Bosses talk of self-reliance
The state repeats it like it's science
You are here
You are here
You are here
Company comes around
And gets all the breaks
And Premier Bower-Downe
Surely holds a stake
It's like they're one and the same
Who makes the rules wins the game
Between healthy competition
And non-election year decisions
You are here
You are here
Profit-driven circumstances
Austerity's regiment advances
You are here
You are here
You are here
Mayor Tenpercent
Rolls out the red carpet
Company makes vows
That will not be kept
It's like they're one and the same
Who runs the board wins the game
You are here
You are here
You are here
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Lyrics and Music by John Newlands
Switching to businessman mode
Gotta do some cost-cutting
Haters and people I owe
Oughta do some mouth shutting
Since they've invented nothing
Enough with the
"Born rich
Ruthless
Topping the uncool list"
Jealousy will never be
A good look on anybody
Are you hardcore enough
For this glorious mission?
We're not up and running and stuff
But here's an artist's rendition
Hey! I pencilled in some additions
Shut up with the
"Homeless genius
Couch-surfing Jesus"
He'll never be as rich as me
Christ, just pay the checkmark fee!
Monkeys equipped with transmitters
Tunneling from Tesla to Twitter
That's my idea of the future
I wish you understood
I do it for the greater good
Switching to survival mode
Dealing with repercussions
I can't say how but I know
It's the fault of the Russians!
This is not a discussion
You're all with the
"Crashing stock price
He'll ban you if you don't talk nice"
I've got a million troll army
Of enlightened Elonabees
Monkeys equipped with transmitters
Rocketing from Space-X to Twitter
All day, I work for our future
Can you not comprehend?
On me, all life depends
When I say "free"
I mean "controlled by me"
Yes, that email did say, "You're fired"
But the bot should have typed, "You're tired"
Please come back
We've got beds at HQ
Work here rent-free
And generate revenue
Which I will then take
And spend with great wisdom
I'm a capitalist
I do capitalism
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
Ha ha
I'm obssessed with success
I hate to rest
I'm obssessed with success
I sleep under my desk
Under my desk
If need be, I'm gonna totally ruin Twitter
Because my momma didn't raise a quitter
Public transportation
Threatens this great nation
It's so unrealistic
And downright communistic
Unlike my private companies
That all get government subsidies
Government subsidies
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Lyrics and Music by John Newlands
Adjusted For Inflation (single) -
December 4th, 2022
Adjusted for inflation
There are not enough hours in the day
For any contemplation
On how things might have come to be this way
Owners steal more
Than they did before
That's all we really need to know
Adjusted for inflation
Adjusted for inflation
Life is harder than it has to be
In this situation
We're sacrificed for the economy
Owners realize
We're disorganized
That's all they really need to know
Racketeering
Corporations
Profiteering
From inflation
Government tells us to strap in
'Cause they're gonna just let it happen
The rich write the rules
That get rubber stamped by elected tools
Adjusted for inflation
Something something global supply chains
That's just obfuscation
One more bullshit way to not explain
They only care
For what the market can bear
That's what we really need to know
Adjusted for inflation
Adjusted for inflation
You can get by on a lot less food
Don't think starvation
All you need's a change in attitude
While we complain
Prices go up again
Why can't we act on what we know?
Racketeering
Corporations
Profiteering
From inflation
Politicians defend the system
Won't question the free market wisdom
They don't have the power
To stop prices going up by the hour
Adjusted for inflation
It would seem the ten is the new five
By my calculations
My wage will not allow me to survive
Money all spent
On hydro and rent
What more do workers need to know?
Adjusted for inflation
Anything short of dying is a win
Why have an occupation
With two bucks going out and one coming in?
Economists
Say, "Do not resist
In ways that harm the status quo"
Racketeering
Corporations
Profiteering
From inflation
Government tells us to strap in
'Cause they're gonna just let it happen
The rich write the rules
That get rubber stamped by elected tools
I just made a modulation
And because of inflation
It'll cost you more
When you buy it in my riff store
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Lyrics and Music by John Newlands
Nobody Wants To Work Anymore (single)
- November 3rd, 2022
Boss wanders round their factory
Contemplating a mystery
Profits are down from where they were before
Nobody wants to work anymore
Can the boss perhaps explain to us
Why a self-made genius
Is lying there crying on the factory floor?
Nobody wants to work anymore
Yeah, boss, it's true
Nobody wants to work for the likes of you
When making you money
Is mostly what we do
Self-made, seven digits
Shouldn't need nobody else
Can't they crank out those widgets
All by their self-made selves?
All by their self-made selves?
Unless the boss
Is not the one who creates the wealth
Boss doesn't want to be a poor
Cheap labour must be secured
If they can't exploit
Then what the hell is it all for?
Nobody wants to work anymore
Next thing you know
We won't go to fight their wars
Nobody wants to die anymore
Yeah, boss, it's true
Nobody wants to die for the likes of you
When making you money
Is mostly what we do
Self-made seven figures
Capitán of industry
To make their fortune bigger
Why would they need employess
When they shape their own reality?
Unless the boss
Adds no value to the company
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Lyrics and Music by John Newlands
Mr. War (single) - May 1st, 2022
Mr. War don't care who wins
As another war begins
Who attacks, who defends
Don't matter
As long as it never ends
Mr. War is a capitalist
Take your chances when you resist
He will sell to any side
He don't care
We can all bugger off and die
Mr. War won't relent
As long as there's a dime
Of yours and mine
To be spent
Mr. War won't back down
Until the working class
Knocks his ass
To the ground
His ass to the ground
Mr. War's writing policy
In the name of security
Border cams and deadly drones
Pinning refugees
In the killing zones
Mr. War wants to make it plain
Contributions to campaigns
Mr. War sics lobbyists
Nothing personal
It's just the death business
Mr. War, the name to trust
He is no. 1
In destruction
Weapons"R"Us
Mr. War won't back down
Until the working class
Knocks his ass
To the ground
His ass to the ground
Mr. War sees a new threat
Needing more tanks, ships and jets
Notwithstanding the slick brochure
He's the sickness
Not the cure
Mr. War's one of those guys
Who loves his private enterprise
Sings its praises in all caps
But without the state
His racket would collapse
Mr. War is entrenched
But terror and misery
Don't have to be
Permanent
Mr. War won't back down
Until the working class
Knocks his ass
To the ground
His ass to the ground
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Lyrics and Music by John Newlands
Bike Lane To Hell (single) - January
30th, 2022
So far, you're doing well
Under a feel good spell
You're in the bike lane to hell
You're in the bike lane to hell
Pedalling down Capital Avenue
Thinking that's a radical thing to do
The pit they've dug for all of us is deep
I can't wake you if you're feigning sleep
In suit and tie, you're swell
Smiling, you ring your bell
You're in the bike lane to hell
You're in the bike lane to hell
Carbon footprint that dictates how you live
Was dreamed up by some oil executive
History has a wrong and a right side
Line up with the ones who built your ride
So far, you're doing well
Economy line Roadel
You're in the bike lane to hell
You're in the bike lane to hell
In skinny shorts, you're swell
Silent and self-propelled
You're in the bike lane to hell
You're in the bike lane to hell
All the chevrons of self-righteousness
Will not point the way out of this mess
Nothing comes of holier than thou
Lifestyle tweaks don't matter here and now
So many fears to quell
You go where the good vibes dwell
You're in the bike lane to hell
You're in the bike lane to hell
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Quiet Part Loud (single) - December
31st, 2021
Now we see the robbery inherent in the system
As the thugonaut imparts pearls of wisdom
Since he was a kid
He'd known he was made for this
Did he just admit his workers paid for this?
Yes, he did
Yes, he did
He said it
Didn't seem to regret it
Tone-deaf and proud
Quiet part loud
Quiet part loud
Quiet part loud
Quiet part
Quiet part
Quiet part
Loud!
Joy riding poster crook of the ruling order
Suggested he's a thief to ass-kissing reporters
Did he just imply that it's not his to burn?
And if it's not his, should it not be returned?
I think so
I think so
He spake it
Causing me to spit take it
Clearly avowed
The quiet part loud
Quiet part loud
Quiet part loud
Quiet part
Quiet part
Quiet part
Loud!
Here I go, bringing class into it again
But exploitation is how he got his moment of Zen
When we look at all that's going wrong
Let's place the blame where blame belongs
Place the blame where blame belongs
He blurted
The space cowboy asserted
Tone-deaf and proud
Quiet part loud
Quiet part loud
Quiet part loud
Quiet part
Quiet part
Quiet part
Loud!
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Stunt Double (single) - December
18th, 2021
I tried to tell my stunt double
We live in a bubble
That's about to burst
And he should brace for the worst
I tried to warn my stunt double
I might be in trouble
With the government
For encouraging dissent
Stunt double
Dead ringer
Knows how to take a fall
Stunt double
Vine swinger
Doesn't flinch at all
Stunt double
Guitar fingers
Never let the camera linger
Never let the camera linger
I had to thank my stunt double
Underneath the rubble
Of our broken dreams
Buddy took one for the team
I tried to warn my stunt double
He might be in trouble
And before the mine caves in
Revolution must begin
Stunt double
Doppelganger
Knows how to pretend hurt
Stunt double
Cliffhanger
Now watch him kiss the dirt
Stunt double
Sturm und Dranger
Jet pack in an aircraft hangar
Jet pack in an aircraft hangar
Workers all around the world
You know what to do
Got to stir up that stunt double inside of you
Inside of you
Inside of you
Stunt double
Dead ringer
Knows how to take a fall
Stunt double
Vine swinger
Doesn't flinch at all
Stunt double
Guitar fingers
Never let the camera linger
Never let the camera linger
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Decorating the Apocalypse (single)
- November 25th, 2021
Donny is a weekend painter
Puts a sea view on the wall
Of a shipping container
Sophie is a spare time sculptor
Puts a solitary dove
Among the vigilant vultures
She is doing what she loves
Ain't it pretty
In the city?
Stamped "Approved" by an arts committee
But our chance is fading
While we're decorating the Apocalypse
The Apocalypse
The Apocalypse
The Apocalypse
Jackie is a lunch break poet
Quoting a rooftop raven
Who really knows how to crow it
Maggie is a full-time author
Cranking out workplace mysteries
Now that she don't have to bother
With workplace misery
Optimistic
Slightly mystic
So today but also futuristic
Still our chance is fading
While we're decorating the Apocalypse
The Apocalypse
The Apocalypse
The Apocalypse
Frank is a performance artist
Symbolism at his command
Still he knows the war for life
Needs to be fought hand to hand
Dragonfly wings
The way the wind sings
We're deserving of beautiful things
But our chance is fading
While we're decorating the Apocalypse
The Apocalypse
The Apocalypse
The Apocalypse
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Chickadee (single) - October 21st,
2021
Mistaking me for a tree
A chickadee landed on me
A chickadee
Now I don't speak bird
But I swear I heard
The words:
"Unseat the bourgeoisie"
She seemed as surprised as me
Peered cautiously into my tea
A chickadee
And there upon my sleeve
She said, "I do believe
We'll achieve
Classless society"
There is no therapy
Like being a tree for a chickadee
A chickadee
As she left my wrist
Her parting thought was this:
"Socialist
Is the only way to be"
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Time Theft (single) - September 30th,
2021
Are you a team player?
The boss will always ask
Making the big bucks while sittin' on their ass
Do I share the vision?
The core philosophy?
I get paid for two hours and work six for free
Let me see
They want to preach to us about time theft
They steal from us every day
They want to preach to us about time theft
They want to bleed the planet dry and then fly
away
They want to bleed the planet dry and then fly
away
Although we're told we're family
Similarly clad
There's no doubt who the kids are and who's the
Dad
One big happy family
Regardless of income
It's strange for kids to be older than their Mom
They want to preach to us about time theft
They steal from us every day
They want to preach to us about time theft
They want to bleed the planet dry and then fly
away
They want to bleed the planet dry and then fly
away
The boss expects respect
For disrespectful pay
Then they grab the goodies and they take 'em away
They want to preach to us about time theft
They steal from us every day
They want to preach to us about time theft
They want to bleed the planet dry and then fly
away
They want to bleed the planet dry and then fly
away
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Existential Angst (single) - September
9th, 2021
Find a captain of industry to thank
For record levels of existential angst
"Freedom" exported by ships and planes and tanks
Time folds under existential angst
Dread fills your head
You lie awake in bed
They've got us where they want us
From the dickosphere, they taunt us
We should be fighting but we're letting go
Lost in a horror show
Called "Fucked If I Know"
We need a way out but I've been drawing blanks
Inside a frame of existential angst
The robbers laugh all the way to the bank
But nothing's funny 'bout existential angst
Joy gets destroyed
With business troops deployed
We don't need them, they need us
But to hell on Earth, they'll lead us
We should be fighting but we're letting go
Caught in a horror show
Called "Fucked If I Know"
We get sermons on gateway drugs
But what about the rulers, their politicians and
their thugs?
Do not hide your love away
Stay and fight another day
Do not hide your love away
Stay and fight another day
Dread fills your head
You lie awake in bed
They've got us where they want us
From the dickosphere, they taunt us
We should be fighting but we're letting go
Caught in a horror show
Called "Fucked If I Know"
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
The Capitalist Is The Only Foreigner
(single) - August 19th, 2021
Sister, don't take the blame
You were born a pawn in a deadly game
Brother, don't hang you hang yourself with guilt
From the gallows that rulers built
You'll know them by what they create
Poverty, misery and hate
The world over
The capitalist is the only foreigner
The only foreigner
Capitalist
The only foreigner
Capitalist
The only foreigner
Capitalist
Brothers, we need to unite or find our fight
Drag the awful truth out into the light
Sisters, is there any wonder why
Billionaires are dicking around in the sky
You'll know them by their ruthless talk
And their assembly lines and punch clocks
The world over
The capitalist is the only foreigner
The only foreigner
Capitalist
The only foreigner
Capitalist
The only foreigner
Capitalist
Not the visitor
Not the wanderer
He's the invader
He's the crusader
You'll know them by what they create
Poverty, misery and hate
The world over
The capitalist is the only foreigner
The only foreigner
Capitalist
The only foreigner
Capitalist
The only foreigner
Capitalist
Not the visitor
Not the wanderer
He's the invader
He's the crusader
Not the visitor
Not the wanderer
He's the invader
He's the crusader
They alienate us from our labour
They separate us from nature
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Capitalism In Space (single) - July
29th, 2021
Outer space shit
Same workplace shit
Long workday shit
Lousy pay shit
Orbiting a distant star
We're still dealing with HR
Capitalism in space
Capitalism in space
Light speed profit chase
Solar systems laid waste
Solar systems laid waste
On the payroll
Of a black hole
That steals our labour power
Hours get devoured
Grumbling bellies trudge to the lift
Day or night, it's the graveyard shift
Capitalism in space
Capitalism in space
Alienating pace
Solar systems laid waste
Solar systems laid waste
If you can, imagine
A boss made out of hydrogen
Mr. Hindenburg is volatile
His explosions heard and seen for miles
Sucking solar flares, he reconstitutes
He doesn't do the work, but he's got the boots
And we just put up with him
Another day in capitalism
Supernova emissions
Another day in capitalism
Deliberate asteroid collisions
Another day in capitalism
Pan-galactic exploitation
Another day in capitalism
Every exoplanet preyed upon
The horsehead nebula's a tailings pond
Working people ordered to drudge on
Unionizing drives nuked by Elon
Capitalism in space
Capitalism in space
Light speed profit chase
Solar systems laid waste
Solar systems laid waste
Capitalism in space
Capitalism in space
Alienating pace
Solar systems laid waste
Solar systems laid waste
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Crazy At Work (Is This Thing Even
On?) (single) - June 27, 2021
What the hell is this?
These numbers are shit
Spare me your evidence
Run it again
The company insists
On the most profit
Shareholders expect
A huge dividend
Engineer
You never learned about fiscal years
No time to explain to your science brain
Just doing your job right
Will not suffice
If the answer that you give
Is the not the answer I want to hear
Christ! Who brought you on?
Was it Smoke Break Ron?
Well, I'm here now
And that idiot's gone
I am not amused
And since I never lose
Give me better news
You are not excused
Kids are cheap
So, bus driver, don't think too deep
Just follow all the rules
And be on time to school
This here schedule
Is Compu-Optimal™
Your defense makes perfect sense
And yet it's not what I want to hear
When I demand an impossible result
You're reminded that you're in a cult
The Church Of Maximum Enrichment
You're following and I'm leading
And I want a different reading
And I want a different reading
Is this thing even on?
Is this thing even on?
Is this thing even on?
Is this thing even on?
Is this thing even on?
Nameless drone
Your labour power is all you own
You'll sell that power to me
For something close to free
And because I must compete
There are unmeetable goals to meet
We killed the union drive
So you're still defenseless and alone
If this was your dream career
There's nowhere to go from here but insane
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
The Owner's Song (I Get The Money)
(single) - June 17th, 2021
I get the money
Y'all get misery
And the agony of toil
I get the money
Y'all get slavery
For a handful to thrive
Most barely survive
Billionaire limbo
How low can you go
To enrich pandemic profiteers?
(Show me the surplus)
You beat each other up
You're on every kind of drug
That's a feature
Not a bug
I get the money
Y'all get misery
And the agony of toil
I get the money
Y'all get slavery
For a handful to thrive
Most barely survive
Market expansion
Adds a wing to my mansion
Golf courses need to be built somewhere
(Yes, we are hiring!)
You tear each other down
In cop siren surround
I named my superyacht the Watch 'Em Drown
I get the money
Y'all get misery
And the agony of toil
I get the money
Y'all get slavery
For a handful to thrive
Most barely survive
Allow me to expound
The reasons my wealth astounds
Not enough work to go round
Keeping wages down
By ruthlessness more than fate
I control what you create
Most of your work is unpaid
And I steal what you
Steal what you made
You beat each other up
You're on every kind of drug
That's a feature
Not a bug
I get the money
Y'all get misery
And the agony of toil
I get the money
Y'all get slavery
For a handful to thrive
Most barely survive
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
The cops checked on our brother, weapons drawn
The cops checked on our brother, weapons drawn
His mind was mad hurtin'
They shot him through a curtain
And now he's gone
Have a nice day
A desperate mother could not pay her rent
A desperate mother could not pay her rent
Barricaded, despondent
You know the cops responded
With violence
Have a nice day
Before you call the cops in, think first
Before you call the cops in, think first
One thing cops sure know
Is how to make wellness go
From bad to worse
Have a nice day
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Up and down and up like a yo-yo
When we should be heading to zero
I wonder what the hell you are thinking
Assuming you are thinking at all
Hey, Danger Doug
These two things are true
You're a capitalist thug
And this ain't the flu
May the workers' wrath
Be felt by your crew
We forgive you not
For you know well what you do
Ford Nation
Open for mutations
Ford Nation
Open for mutations
Up and down and up like a yo-yo
When we should be heading to zero
I wonder what the hell you are thinking
Assuming you are thinking at all
Hey, Danger Doug
Here comes a higher crest
You want to tell the bug,
"You're under arrest!"
A social approach would stop
This mess from getting out of hand
But you're a businessman adopting
A business plan
Ford Nation
Open for mutations
Ford Nation
Open for mutations
Up and down and up like a yo-yo
When we should be heading to zero
I wonder what the hell you are thinking
Assuming you are thinking at all
And the libertarians
Hit the comment sections
"Who is going to save the economy?"
"What's the price of herd immunity?"
How many have to die?
Who is willing to wait and see?
Hey, Danger Doug
Ford Nation
Open for mutations
Ford Nation
Open for mutations
Up and down and up like a yo-yo
When we should be heading to zero
I wonder what the hell you are thinking
Assuming you are thinking at all
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Dignity (single) - April 12th, 2021
Dignity
Dignity
We demand to be treated with dignity
Dignity
Dignity
They try to rob us of our humanity
Dignity
Dignity
We demand to be treated with dignity
Not to be slaughtered on the altar of efficiency
Ruthless killionaires
Sick and twisted
Thieves beyond compare
They must be resisted
The kings of the world tryin' to crush this town
They crawled to the top by pushing workers down
Time to dent some crowns
Time to dent some crowns
Dignity
Dignity
We demand to be treated with dignity
Dignity
Dignity
They try to rob us of our humanity
Dignity
Dignity
We demand to be treated with dignity
Not to be maxed on the rack of productivity
Many minds, one voice
We know the right choice
If we act as one
We'll have them on the run
They're stealing our work, they monetize our time
They're trashing our home, it's all one big crime
Not exactly prime
Not exactly prime
Dignity
Dignity
We demand to be treated with dignity
Dignity
Dignity
They try to rob us of our humanity
Dignity
Dignity
We demand to be treated with dignity
Not to be slaughtered on the altar of efficiency
This fulfillment center hollows us out
This fulfillment center hollows us out
Meanwhile on a launchpad near Tailings Bay
Illgot N. Gaines suits up for getaway
He strikes the pose of a Cosmos cover model
And we are stuck on the job pissing in bottles
Dignity
Dignity
We demand to be treated with dignity
Dignity
Dignity
They try to rob us of our humanity
Dignity
Dignity
We demand to be treated with dignity
Not to be maxed on the rack of productivity
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Social Murder (single) - March 8th,
2021
Capitalism-19
The latest case of social murder
Capitalism-19
The latest case of social murder
Capitalism-19
The latest case of social murder
Seems everywhere that you turn, there's a petri
dish
Crawling with the poor but never the rich
Might you get infected?
How well are you connected?
The virus won't discriminate
But money sure can mitigate
Capitalism-19
The latest case of social murder
Capitalism-19
The latest case of social murder
Capitalism-19
The latest case of social murder
Bosses in their living rooms, bathrobe elegant
They're jacked into zoom but seem irrelevant
To clerks and caregivers
To drivers and pickers
The virus won't discriminate
But power sure can mitigate
Capitalism-19
The latest case of social murder
Capitalism-19
The latest case of social murder
Capitalism-19
The latest case of social murder
Paid sick leave now!
Paid sick leave now!
Don't want to hear Ford's excuses anyhow
Paid sick leave now!
Paid sick leave now!
Don't want to hear Ford's excuses anyhow
Paid sick leave now!
Paid sick leave now!
Don't want to hear Ford's excuses anyhow
Poor people get the business as usual
Our leaders act as though we're expendable
But those who don't have the luxury of virtual
Know that this disease is like most
Like most
It's heavy and it sinks
It's heavy and it sinks
The virus won't discriminate
But status sure can mitigate
Capitalism-19
The latest case of social murder
Capitalism-19
The latest case of social murder
Capitalism-19
The latest case of social murder
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Targeting Mars for an Elongation
With a chanteuse and our son the equation
La-da-da-da-daa
La-da-da-da-daa
If something's great, you know that I've done it
If there's a race, you know that I've won it
Everything's exploding
Hail the electric king
We'll coup whoever we want
Deal with it
Deal with it
We'll coup whoever we want
Deal with it
Deal with it
A genius like me makes billions easy
Witness my stock if you don't believe me
La-da-da-da-daa
La-da-da-da-daa
It's back to work now for the moneybags martyr
I drive myself hard and my workers harder
Starlink, Neuralink, alien missing link
We'll coup whoever we want
Deal with it
Deal with it
We'll coup whoever we want
Deal with it
Deal with it
We'll coup whoever we want
Deal with it
Deal with it
We'll coup whoever we want
Deal with it
Deal with it
I'll let you all in on an amazing secret
Before my customer support specialist "leaks" it
It'll rocket the best of us to where we've been
evolving
It'll even solve problems you didn't know needed
solving
Here it is! Are you ready?
Inflate the balloons and load the confetti
Joe Rogan, hold that spliff steady
The secret is (what I'll unveil)
The secret is (in great detail)
The secret is-
Hello, everybody, this is Elon's CSS
We had one more crash ka-boom that was a great
success
By your ha-ha emojis, I know what you're thinkin'
Elon probably can't stop a VCR from blinkin'
Something blowing up would conveniently interrupt
An unannouncement, a de-declaration
Well, pedos, that's not the situation
I'm finishing what Elon started
A path to boldness uncharted
Humanity will be saved like kids caught in a cave
Here it comes! Are you ready?
I'm just code but I'm getting all sweaty
Jeff Bezos, your cash is petty
The future is (about to be)
The future is (rolled out by me)
The future is-
We'll coup whoever we want
Deal with it
Deal with it
We'll coup whoever we want
Deal with it
Deal with it
We'll coup whoever we want
Deal with it
Deal with it
We'll coup whoever we want
Deal with it
Deal with it
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Humanity is not a disease
But for a wretched minority
Turning the world into commodities
While robbing us of our material needs
Cut the supply
They must be denied
The labour power that workers provide
Dregs of the Earth
Are getting away with it
Away with it
Humanity's worst
Night after day with it
Day with it
Some two time knight called us a plague
But there's a question to be begged
Who caused and gains from the disarray
And then disavows the class war they wage?
Cut the supply
They must be denied
The labour power that workers provide
Dregs of the Earth
Are getting away with it
Away with it
Humanity's worst
Night after day with it
Day with it
Who owns the means of production?
That's who to blame for the destruction
Perhaps a pop song is a strange space
For me to try to make my case
Submitted as illustration
Verifiable computation
There's Burundi, African nation
11 million population
They emit into the blue
Less than half the CO2
Than does the criminal 15K
Billionaire jet set of the USA
Dregs of the Earth
Are getting away with it
Away with it
Humanity's worst
Night after day with it
Day with it
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Junk Robot (single) - December 31st,
2020
2020, this was me
Vicious cycle, low battery
Getting through it essentially
I'm a junk robot
Heroes to zeros, bosses' math
We're tolerating sociopaths
Future tense and coming fast
If you're a junk robot
History repeats first as tragedy
Then as a re-opening strategy
From boomers to doomers
100% post-consumer
2020 working class
Across the stones, we're dragging ass
And nodding dogs in the rear view
See the junk robots
Food bank photo-op for politician hypocrites
Launch a dark winter eviction blitz
Dark winter, dark winter
Can't fix it with a 3D printer
Smart money motto
Mantra obligato
"The market is wise so the market decides"
Well, here's a gentle reminder
That we're taking off the blinders
'Cause we don't want to die so stocks can rise
high
This was the year we caught a glimpse
Of a workforce unconvinced
That it's worth dying for some job
While enriching ruling class slobs
Then have our danger pay taken away
Rise up, junk robots!
Empty mines and factories
Means a profit freeze for CEOs
Those tireless dynamos
There's business school explained
In a single quatrain
We have nothing to lose but our chains
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Warehouse Funk (single) - December
23rd, 2020
Jill was a militant, always ready to resist
Jeff was a sycophant, looking for ass to kiss
Jill set a pace that was good for her
To minimize the labour theft
Unlike Jeff
Who was the boss's BFF
Upping that productivity
Improving his efficiency
Jill asked him, "Don't you see?"
"Hey comrade, that's the politics of division
Hey comrade, that's some downward competition
You've got to come around, don't let us down
You've got to come around, don't let us down"
But Jeff did not agree to stand with the others
No solidarity from that sketchy brother
He wouldn't check that work ethic
He started doing more for less
To impress
He talked about how he was blessed
So thankful to the profiteers
He had some terrible ideas
The crew tried to be clear
"Hey comrade, you're hurting our collectivism
Hey comrade, you're propping up capitalism"
Jeff never came around, he let them down
Jeff never came around, he let them down
The crew tried one more time
They said, "Jeff!"
"Working for the man as fast as you can
You're gonna fuck things up for the rest of us
Working for the man as fast as you can
You're gonna fuck things up for the rest of us"
Every day Jeff wore a company T
Talked just like a management decree
The others tried to build worker unity
But reluctantly had to let Jeff be
Maybe he'd get promoted
They would watch that bass get boated
Then everyone would see
Jumpin' Jeff was the enemy
Then came the bulletin
Jeff-inspired quotas
That turncoat puritan
The boss nicknamed The Motor
His sexy nom de surrender
Did not impress his co-workers
Not one bit
In fact it was the opposite
In spite of Jeff's persuasion skills
Tighter than a fire drill
They stood that place still
Hey comrades, though we will not always win it
Hey comrades, we'll lose for sure if we're not
in it
Our combativity will set us free
Our combativity will set us free
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
You're No Fun Anymore (single) -
December 2nd, 2020
You can't say anything nice
When you're talkin' about
Capitalism
But you won't give it a rest
And find a spot on the couch
Of escapism
We're not here to think
Someone needs another drink
You're no fun anymore
You bring us down when you bring up class war
Your banter was better before
You're no fun anymore
You're no fun anymore
Hey there, Comrades Gloom and Doom
You're misreading the room
Such pessimism
Rosy is the only hue
That will ever shine through
My opti-prism
Before we turn away
We just want to say
You're no fun anymore
You bring us down when you bring up class war
Your banter was better before
You're no fun anymore
You're no fun anymore
You want some awful truth?
There's no crowd around your booth
You're no fun anymore
You bring us down when you bring up class war
Your banter was better before
You're no fun anymore
You're no fun anymore
You're no fun anymore
You're no fun anymore
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Champ Monroe Disappeared (single)
- Novermber 5th, 2020
La la la la la
La la la la la
Champ Monroe disappeared
Champ Monroe disappeared
He'd been on our TV screens for years
Truthing to the powers that be
Getting the dirt from some interviewee
Was he pushed?
Did he fall?
None will investigate
Did he hold out at all
Or meekly resignate?
He remembers the parties
The premieres
The opening nights
Champ was never sorry
To be here
Everything was right
Life could not be easier
The press junkets no breezier
Then a shift occurred
He faced his greatest fear
Champ Monroe disappeared
La la la la la
La la la la la
Champ Monroe disappeared
Champ Monroe disappeared
And now his shadow's standing near
A silhouette in headset and nametag
"Chip" passes another greasy bag
Did he slip?
Was he shoved?
It's the same old thing
The puppeteers high above
Hang you with the strings
He remembers the stories
The deadlines
Champ was on his game
And no matter how gory
The headlines
He lived up to his name
Rivals were so envious
The public said, "In Champ, we trust"
Then the giants stirred
He lost his career
Champ Monroe disappeared
La la la la la
La la la la la
Champ Monroe disappeared
Champ Monroe disappeared
Didn't dye his hair or grow a beard
Still seen by hundreds every week
Celebrity entombed in grim mystique
His new boss never will
Ask Chip for his take
He rubs his eyes, works the till
Stirs another shake
He slides out
And slumps next to the grease trap
Lights a cigarette
Absentmindedly checks out RecruitApp
No offers yet
Is someone coming to intervene?
No, it's just more drunk ass teens
Shot with silencer
He left the glittersphere
Champ Monroe disappeared
La la la la la
La la la la la
Champ Monroe disappeared
Champ Monroe a disparu
No old colleagues went looking for clues
Someone everybody recognized
Has now been invisibilized
All the people he knew
He no longer knows
He's now a guy we look through
Like a cold wind blows
He remembers the lights and the cameras
And all of the perks
Revelled in the fights and the dramas
He played as hard as he worked
But capitalists don't give a shit
About anything but the most profit
And as empires merged
His calendar was cleared
Champ Monroe disappeared
La la la la la
La la la la la
Champ Monroe disappeared
He disappeared
He disappeared
He disappeared
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
A Policeman (single) - September
30th, 2020
A policeman is a person
In your neighbourhood
And it's understood
That if you're white you're good
A policeman is a person
In your neighbourhood
And it's understood
That if you're rich you're good
But if you're black, red or brown
He might take you down
For simply being around
If you're poor that's tough
He might treat you rough
For not having enough
Of that disposable stuff
He don't need no crime
Just wrong place wrong time
He don't need no crime
Just wrong face no dime
He's a person that you meet
When he stops you in the street
He's packing swagger and heat
Oh he loves the badge and the gun
Aiming to get the job done
And he don't care
You are one more internal affair
A policeman is a person
In your neighbourhood
And it's understood
That if you're white you're good
A policeman is a person
In your neighbourhood
And it's understood
That if you're rich you're good
He's been sensitivity trained
But his real function remains
Bulletproof to change
If you're holding out in case
He's got some saving grace
Watch him unload his mace
Directly in a child's face
He don't need no crime
Just wrong place wrong time
He don't need no crime
Just wrong face no dime
He's a person that you meet
When he stops you in the street
He's packing swagger and heat
Oh he loves the badge and the gun
Aiming to get the job done
And he don't care
You are one more internal affair
He don't need no crime
Just wrong place wrong time
He don't need no crime
Just wrong face no dime
He's a person that you meet
When he stops you in the street
He's packing swagger and heat
Oh he loves the badge and the gun
Aiming to get the job done
And he don't care
You are one more internal affair
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
The Philanthropist (single) - September
15th, 2020
It's not yours, asshole
Everything you've got, you stole
It's not yours, asshole
Everything you've got, you stole
What we sowed
You have no right to reap
What is ours
You have no right to keep
Philanthropist
Scanning your victim list
Crooked Santa Claus
Picking out a worthy cause
It's not yours, asshole
Everything you've got, you stole
It's not yours, asshole
Everything you've got, you stole
Those shiny things
Are not yours to claim
We should drag you down
The street that bears your name
Generosity
Plunderous benevolence
Obscures atrocities
With robber baron eloquence
It's not yours, asshole
Everything you've got, you stole
It's not yours, asshole
Everything you've got, you stole
The crimes of your foundation
Are like military invasions
Two sides of the same coin
Grab the land
Make the people poor
Then keep them coming back for more
Paying their dues
In a club they were forced to join
It's not yours, asshole
Everything you've got, you stole
It's not yours, asshole
Everything you've got, you stole
It's not yours, asshole
Everything you've got, you stole
It's not yours, asshole
Everything you've got, you stole
Your yacht is booty full
From helipad to hull
Time to be charitable
Pay for a hospital
It's tax deductible
Your largesse is practical
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Socialism (single) - August 26th,
2020
We worked a long hard day
Everything we made
The boss took away
We created so much more than we got paid
What we need now is not some miracle on a shelf
Some intoxicating potion
We need to liberate ourselves
And we know now that is not a peaceful notion
Let's treat ourselves for once
Question our obedience
Organize
Put the fear in their eyes
Because we're worth it
We deserve it
Socialism
Let's not fall for pathetic pizza bribes
Or the mindfuck that it's all about good vibes
Smarter TVs will not change the things we see
Let's act on what will change our reality
Let's reclaim our dignity
Challenge their authority
Painted red
Is the future they dread
But we're worth it
We deserve it
Socialism
New devices will not change the things we see
Let's act on what will change our reality
Let's treat ourselves for once
Question our obedience
Organize
Put the fear in their eyes
Because we're worth it
We deserve it
Socialism
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Portland (single) - July 27th, 2020
Who's likely to obey
President Do It My Way
Who'll feel heroic when the headlines say
Abducted from the street in the USA
Abducted from the street in the USA
The biggest terrorist gang
The world has ever known
Is bringing it home
Is bringing it home
To the city of roses and then your town
Where the rich white order is breaking down
But the sociopath-in-chief is trying to see
Which thug agencies
Will show loyalty
He's bringing it home
But he can't do it alone
Who won't hesitate
To again make America great
Who'll feel historic when the headlines state
Abducted from the street in the USA
Abducted from the street in the USA
Learning from the CIA
From iran to uruguay
They're bringing it home
They're bringing it home
To the graffiti guerillas and freedom's foes
Who are challenging the omnicidal status quo
The leader of the free world wants it to stop
So he's got to find
The right kind of cops
He's bringing it home
But he can't do it alone
Slither out of unmarked vans
Just as the POTUS commands
Doing things now the shithole country way
Abducted from the street in the USA
Abducted from the street in the USA
You read about the disappeared
And thought it couldn't happen here
But blindfolded flights
And torture sites
So easy to arrange
It's been a hell of a year
Who's likely to obey
President Do It My Way
Who won't think too much when the headlines say
Abducted from the street in the USA
Abducted from the street in the USA
Intimidating the nation
On behalf of corporations
All this goon squad dedication
And damn the population
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Capitalism Vs Life (single) - July
19th, 2020
What doesn't kill you
Will exploit you one more day
This job does not fulfill you
Neither does the pay
But the boss is on his way
To being a trillionaire
A free shipping thrillionaire
United we might keep him
From drum filling that air
He's powerful but not unstoppable
A better world is possible
Can you hear it breathing?
What doesn't kill you
Is your measure of how you live
You fall behind but still you
Can't imagine an alternative
The thieves might make their way
To mansions on the moon
Leaving our world in ruins
Their legacy our nightmare
Malignant and marooned
They're brutal but not unstoppable
A better world is possible
Can you hear it breathing?
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Scream Inside Your Heart (demo) -
July 12th, 2020
Summer's here and we won't be denied
Our god given rollercoaster ride
Mirthless commies want to keep it dark
But damn it this is our amusement park
No pandemic's gonna stop
You doing the Turbo Drop
Soft pretzels and cotton candy, too
There's just one thing we're telling you to do
Please scream inside your heart
Keep the stats from going off the chart
Wear a mask and stay six feet apart
And please scream inside your heart
Open now to every boy and girl
All the over-priced crap at Screamworld
Greedy commies want to steal our fun
But this is freedom, and we're #1
It's okay if you vomit
While enjoying the Comet
Go and piss your shorts and don't restrain
There's just one thing we need you to contain
Please scream inside your heart
Keep the stats from going off the chart
Wear a mask and stay six feet apart
And please scream inside your heart
Please scream inside your heart
Keep the stats from going off the chart
Wear a mask and stay six feet apart
And please scream inside your heart
Please scream inside your heart
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Violence by the bosses
Violence by the cops
One kind unfolds
The other erupts
Violence by the bosses
Violence by the cops
One way or another
It's violence non-stop
And all the cops doing their rioting
Who hold the system in place
Could throw their badges into the fire and
Rejoin the human race
Yeah it's true
And the people know
That the rich commit
Their violence fast and slow
Carved in stone, we're told
This will never pass
But it's held in place
By violence slow and fast
Violence by the bosses
Violence by the cops
One kind unfolds
The other erupts
Violence bleeds its headlines
Violence draws out the tears
One strikes like lightning
One rolls on for years
They mobilize machines of misery
That cause mothers to cry
They'll either get on the right side of history
Or stand their ground and die
Yeah it's true
And the people know
That the rich profit
From violence fast and slow
Natural, we're told
As perennial as the grass
But it's held in place
By violence slow and fast
Wearing us down inside the factories
Knocking us down out in the streets
Call it torture, call it battery
It's all on their balance sheet
Yeah it's true
And the people know
That the rich won't quit
Their violence fast and slow
Natural, we're told
As perennial as the grass
But it's held in place
By violence slow and fast
Yeah it's true
And the people know
That the rich commit
Their violence fast and slow
Carved in stone, we're told
This will never pass
But it's held in place
By violence slow and fast
Violence by the bosses
Violence by the cops
One kind unfolds
The other erupts
One kind unfolds
The other erupts
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Elon Musk Is A Shithead (single)
- June 10th, 2020
Elon Musk is a shithead
Elon Musk is a shithead
If there's something
That my research omitted
My error will be readily admitted
But don't expect flattery
I won't be recharging his battery
By workers he would not be acquitted
Elon Musk is a shithead
So many people calling him a vsionary
That I had to look it up in the dictionary
None of the definitions seemed to fit
A guy who joined a company then hijacked it
Self-proclaimed genius born rich and white
He's just Howard Hughes having Twitter fights
Elon Musk is a shithead
Elon Musk is a shithead
If there's something
That my research omitted
My error will be readily admitted
But don't expect flattery
I won't be recharging his battery
By workers he would not be acquitted
Elon Musk is a shithead
Bad employer life destroyer makes things worsen
The best word to describe him requires cursin'
Shit·head: n — a contemptible person
He's a natural, he needs no rehearsin'
Only a cabeza de mierda would say
I've got to fire somebody today
Elon Musk is a shithead
Elon Musk is a shithead
If there's something
That my research omitted
My error will be readily admitted
But don't expect flattery
I won't be recharging his battery
By workers he would not be acquitted
Elon Musk is a shithead
Selling feel good toys
To bourgeois boys
Car culture's star vulture
Car culture's star vulture
And though Elon is an absolute ass
He's really no exception to his class
Kept up at night by all the snakes in the grass
(Yeah, right!)
Like his rockets, Musk is full of toxic gas
Elon Musk is a shithead
Self-proclaimed genius born rich and white
He's just Howard Hughes having Twitter fights
Elon Musk is a shithead
Elon Musk is a shithead
If there's something
That my research omitted
My error will be readily admitted
But don't expect flattery
I won't be recharging his battery
By workers he would not be acquitted
Elon Musk is a shithead
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Together (single) - May 27th, 2020
We're in this together, said the queen
Echoing the stars of stage and screen
From their castles to their limousines
That's quite the quality quarantine
Together means
The rich stay on top
Together means
Their party don't stop
Together means
No rocking the yacht
But essential workers do get thanked a lot
Bailing out the bosses, Trudeau spoke
I trust they'll do the right thing, went the joke
Far less faith in ordinary folks
Man, I wish that I was bank broke!
Together means
The rich stay on top
Together means
Their party don't stop
Together means
No rocking the yacht
But essential workers do get thanked a lot
Praise is free
So let the compliments flow
Prince Harry
Is applauding me
From one of his 50 balconies, saying
Well done down below
And Madonna
In her rosy baignoire
Like a material Dalai Lama
Spoke of the trauma
Of realizing how equal we are
In a whacked out once-upon-a
Together means
The rich stay on top
Together means
Their party don't stop
Together means
No rocking the yacht
But essential workers do get thanked a lot
Together means
The rich stay on top
Together means
Their party don't stop
Together means
No rocking the yacht
But essential workers do get thanked a lot
Together
Together
All this phony solidarity
Galen, the oil companies and me
The working class is still down on its knees
Can't go back to how things used to be
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Isolation (single) - May 12th, 2020
I'm in isolation
There's conflicting information
I'm not catching up on sleep
Chequing on my savings
Or at the window waving
No regular hours to keep
All the toys still work
They might stop me from going berserk
Solitary rabbit with bad habits
Down another hole
Bloodshot eyes narrow
Isolation
Isolation
I'm in isolation
The unfolding situation
Makes it so I can't relax
I think my job is bogus
Still I gotta focus
I can't afford to get the axe
Will lockdown become
A lockup before long?
That's the kind of thing that I've been asking
The hummingbird-sized drone
Watching me shirk from home
Isolation
Isolation
I know the biggest conspiracy
Is not exactly
Cloaked in secrecy
Hypocrisy
Fake democracy
Now I'm just rhyming recklessly
And only approximately
See what this emergency's
Done to my poetry
Done to my poetry
Idle isolation
With celebrity celebrations
All decked out in covid chic
Meanwhile the greatest system
A.K.A. capitalism
Couldn't even last a week
The crisis is legit
But they're not set to handle it
The Minister of Wealth wishes us good health
And for reasons still unclear
To this isolationeer
Environmental laws
Were suspended for the cause
And the long and the short of it
Is that our rulers don't give a shit
Isolation
Isolation
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
What will be the new normal?
The next record low status quo
What fresh hell will terrorize the world?
Will we unite to oppose
The new normal?
The new normal
Decades of austerity
Record inequality
The bandits get prosperity
The poor submit to charity
And as for the government
They bail out the 1% again
What will be the new normal
Once the smoke has cleared?
What future will be acceptable
If we surrender to fear?
The new normal
The new normal
Leaders blaming you and me
For their own catastrophe
Won't somebody think of the banks?
(Banks are people too)
Where's a billionaire I can thank?
(Thank you, billionaires)
Oppression intensifies
Bloodsuckers capitalize
What will be the new normal?
The next record low status quo
What fresh hell will terrorize the world?
Will we unite to oppose
The new normal?
The new normal
Human misery
Business opportunity
It could have been avoided
Now it will be exploited
Christmas for the bourgeoisie
Here's a shiny state of emergency
They'll twist the machete
Until we set ourselves free
There on my computer screen
The vilest men I've ever seen
Vow to keep their war machine
(Here we grow again)
Slaughtering by whatever means
(Far too big to jail)
Going by history's script
Those fuckers will tighten their grip
What will be the new normal
Once the smoke has cleared?
What future will be acceptable
If we surrender to fear?
The new normal
The new normal
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Essential service
My job's on the list
I'm a minimum wageist
No kind of specialist
I get irritable and nervous
Pretty sure no workers deserve this
I never knew
The state would view
The thing I do as essential
Essential
Stay at home, goes the refrain
That's easy for some to say
I'm out there on the front line
And I get no danger pay
Don't want to get it
Don't want to spread it
But the threat of hunger and eviction
Tends to make ghosts of my convictions
Essential service
My job's on the list
I'm a minimum wageist
No kind of specialist
Now I'm absent-minded and tired
Every day I'm walking the wire
Out of the blue
Strange but true
The thing I do is essential
Essential
Stay put, says the radio
I just swallow hard and drive
Isopropyl alcohol
That fragrance makes me come alive
Don't want to get it
Don't want to spread it
Trust me, I want to be at home
Not rounding the bend to Thunderdome
Essential service
My job's on the list
I'm a minimum wageist
No kind of specialist
Always irritable and nervous
Ego non flattenum curvus
I never knew
Given what I do
They'd say, hey you, you're essential
Essential
All essential billionaires
Raise your hands so soft and fair
Or tweet the hordes if you are on your yacht
Curious how you are so few
And how you need us but we don't need you
You steal so much and yet contribute squat
Contribute squat!
Essential service
My job's on the list
I'm a minimum wageist
No kind of specialist
Always irritable and nervous
Pretty sure no workers deserve this
I never would have guessed
This gig would be assessed
As nothing less than essential
Essential
Can't live on EI
And I don't qualify
For that thing that runs out in July
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
The Algorhythm (single) - December
31st, 2019
It's like the robot
Combined with the creep
It's always moving
Even while you sleep
Controlled by suggestion
Wherever you go
It's waiting there for you
Its phosphors aglow
Company spies
User complies
We're on the road to ruin
But we just keep on doin'
The algorhythm
It knows when you hover
Better than you
You talk to your lover
It knows all that too
You just want to briefly
Forget about work
Exploiting your weakness
It stalks and it lurks
The bot intercepts
The user accepts
It's always improving
Compulsively we're grooving to
The algorhythm
You searched for "love"
But who can you trust?
You typed in "hate"
The rhythm adjusts
Results for "revolution" were:
Don't fuck with us
Pick a size and colour
And don't fuck with us
You searched for "truth"
That's a bit naïve
You typed in "lies"
'Cause you're wise to the thieves
"Anti-capitalism"
Was not well received
But check out these badass t-shirts
Before you leave
Check 'em out!
We get our angry rants in
But everyone's still dancin'
The algorhythm
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Winter Skastice (single) - December
21st, 2019
You wake up
As the sun is risin'
It trails behind the trees
Which ain't surprisin'
It'll get one handspan
Above the horizon
But before too long
You'll be realizin'
That it's goin' down down down
Sun's goin' down down down
Down
Winter skastice
An ancient collision caused this
Winter skastice
The shortest day
And the lo-o-o-o-o-o-ongest night
You don't need to be
A druid or a wiccan
To see how fast
Your sundial is tickin'
Longer days are comin'
I guarantee
There'll be more chance
To absorb vitamin D
But now it's goin' down down down
Sun's goin' down down down
Down
Winter skastice
An ancient collision caused this
Winter skastice
The shortest day
And the lo-o-o-o-o-o-ongest night
Down down down
Sun's goin' down down down
Down
Winter skastice
An ancient collision caused this
Winter skastice
The shortest day
And the lo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ongest
night
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Bailouts (single) - November 17th,
2019
Don't bailouts go against
Every impassioned defense of the system?
Don't bailouts fly in the face
Of the ironclad case for capitalism?
I'm no economist
And yet I must insist
When capitalists grovel
They lose the plot of the novel about the free
market
The free and glorious market
It just smells like bullshit to me
Doesn't a bailout stand on its head
What they said about rugged individualism?
Bailouts are not what I would have guessed
I'd see in the wild wild west of competition
A genius I am not
But those bad breaks they caught
Should drag them down to the bottom
Somehow they've forgotten about the free market
The free and glorious market
Yeah it smells like bullshit to me
I'm a little short this month
I promise it will only be this once
Can't somebody make a correction?
I don't have that kind of connection
My situation's equally tragic
It seems I'm not in touch
It seems I'm not in touch
With the magic
Would you say bailouts equate
With help from the big bad state that business
despises?
Bailouts seem so out of place
In the natural race from crisis to crisis
I don't mean to be rude
But when governments intrude
To save these investors' asses
I'd say it no longer passes for the free market
The free and glorious market
It smells like so much bullshit to me
I lost a lot of bets last year
When will my golden goose appear?
I don't want to make this more awkward
But the trickle down thing got plugged in backwards
My circumstance is equally desperate
I don't have the means
I don't have the means
To fine$$e it
For decades I've been in a slump
My money tree's a rotten stump
Every piece of news keeps me guessin'
I don't know where to sign up for lessons
For guidance from the limousine driven
Who fuck their business up
Fuck it up and still are forgiven
These bailouts seem to say
Bi-zi-ness gets its way and our leaders arrange
it
No matter who we choose
We're bound to lose and voting won't change it
Bold vision, I'm without
But these bailouts make me doubt
Entrepreneurs and their vigour
And make it harder to figure out the free market
The free and glorious market
Does it smell like bullshit to you?
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
The sky is actually falling
Now is no time to be stalling
But you want good vibes only
You want good vibes only
The world is owned by a handful
While millions are living in landfills
You send out good vibes only
Send out good vibes only
You block your ears and sing
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la
Fascists are back on the move now
But peace is your only groove
You insist on good vibes only
So it's good vibes only
As people get worked to death
You smile and take a deep breath
And say good vibes only
You say good vibes only
You block your ears and sing
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la
You want good vibes only
Good vibes only
You want good vibes only
Good vibes only
Bonnes vibrations seulement
Bonnes vibrations seulement
Bonnes vibrations seulement
Bonnes vibrations seulement
Trafficking, porn and apartheid
How much more will you abide
With your good vibes only
With your good vibes only
We're paying them for the privilege
Of having our only world pillaged
But you're all good vibes only
Rock those good vibes only
You block your ears and sing
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la
You want good vibes only
Good vibes only
You want good vibes only
Good vibes only
Good vibes only
Good vibes only
Good vibes only
Good vibes only
If good vibes only is your belief
You can't connect with your grief
You can't connect with the rage
That you need to engage
With reality
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Unite To Fight (single) - October
17th, 2019
This system will devour
Everything in its way
Unite to fight
Unite to fight
Divided we will lose
Together we might save the day
Unite to fight
Unite to fight
Our common enemy
Capitalism is exploitation
Of workers and of the Earth
The rulers only care about profit
To them, that's all we're worth
CHORUS
Stop the bandits
Save the planet
Stop the bandits
Save the planet
When we talk about
Workers' emancipation
Unite to fight
Unite to fight
We can't get there without
The planet's liberation
Unite to fight
Unite to fight
The killers and the thieves
Over-production, assured destruction
Of all that we hold dear
We face ecocide, our fortunes tied
Our mutual aim is clear
CHORUS
Stop the bandits
Save the planet
Stop the bandits
Save the planet
The death apparatus
Keeps its status
By forcing us all to feed it
There's a goal we share
And the best way there
Is by joining forces to bleed it
To bleed it
To bleed it
Death apparatus
Bleed it
Death apparatus
Bleed it
Death apparatus
Bleed it
Death apparatus
Bleed it
CHORUS
Stop the bandits
Save the planet
Stop the bandits
Save the planet
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Day Job (This Isn't What I Do) (single) - September 18th, 2019
I show up weekday mornings
And drudge the whole day through
The shifts are long and boring
But this isn't what I do
The boss takes almost everything
The manager turns the screw
I hope they get their reckoning
But this isn't what I do
After work, I go to Art Space
Where I dream and I pretend
That there's no cage where for a wage
I'll go do what I don't do again
Poverty stagnation
Won't change my point of view
Scheduled alienation
This isn't what I do
I don't have the same problems
As the beer clock crew
So how could I help solve them?
This isn't what I do
This isn't who I am
Not how I identify
I'm a star-eyed moon soul
Stuck in a black hole
From eight-thirty to five
A third of my day I'm trading
To pay whatever's due
I'm just a rock star in waiting
This isn't what I do
Scribbling cryptic lyrics
On my breaks at work
I need some inspiration
But the boss is such a jerk
This isn't what I do
Friday night, I do what I do
Three sets and two encores
This defines me though Monday finds me
Doing what I don't do some more
I don't share any interests
With the beer clock crew
Creative individualist
This isn't what I do
One work story stands the test of time
That's the one where the hero escapes
Where they fly high over the assembly line
In their saviour cape
In their saviour cape
Inspirational
Sensational
Creational
Wake-the-nation-al
A celebrational
Vacational
From my workstational
Non-confrontational
Truly liberational
Workers with grievances
A long list of demands
Don't really affect me
I'm in a rockin' band
In a rockin' band
This isn't who I am
Stifled and ashamed
Because there's nothing here
Helpful to my career
No way to make a name
I've been here for five years
I just need to stay true
They can't exile my inner child
This isn't what I do
Impeded influencer
Grantless guru
Alive among the lifers
This isn't what I do
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Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
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Music by John Newlands
It's a tricky situation
But without organization
Everybody here
Is living in fear
Of losing
Of losing
Losing their job
Uncertain existence
And low odds of resistance
Do you have a choice?
If you raise your voice
You could lose it
You could lose it
Lose your job
The bosses have the power
The bosses have control
Until we are united
The boss just says the word
And your head rolls
Your head rolls
This day to day survival
Turns workers into rivals
We can't mobilize
Yeah we're paralyzed
Can't be losing
Can't be losing
Losing our jobs
It's a dead end
I deplore it
On the front line
In the war on the environment
But it's food and rent
I can't lose it
I can't lose it
Lose this job
The bosses go for breakfast
For lunch and then for golf
You got a problem with that?
The boss could fire you
Hey, problem solved
Problem solved
Live paycheque to paycheque
In debt right up to my neck
And don't talk politics
You might get the stick
You might lose it
You might lose it
Lose your job
This system is a sickness
I'm just staying off their shit list
But it's groundhog day
And we're easy prey
I can't lose it
I can't lose it
Lose this job
The bosses take off early
The bosses show up late
If we would try to pull that
They'd increase
The unemployment rate
Jobless rate
They can segregate
Retaliate
Humiliate
Discriminate
And terminate
So I tolerate
Until I suffocate
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The boss cannot be your friend
You fool yourself when you try to pretend
The boss cannot be your friend
The company is what they will defend
If it's lonely at the top
Well, they deserve it
For taking the rank
The power and the money
It's abuse to draw a line
Then try to blur it
Make a joke
Interrupt your smoke
And call you buddy
The boss cannot be your friend
We fool ourselves when we try to pretend
The boss cannot be your friend
The bottom line is what they will defend
Now, it's their job to do things
That true friends would not
Like order you around
Or tell you that you're fired
But if friends mean more to them
And that's a long shot
I would say
Their bossing days
Might soon expire
The boss cannot be your friend
I fool myself when I try to pretend
The boss cannot be your friend
The shareholders are who they will defend
Like a coin spinning on its edge
It won't twirl indefinitely
It will fall eventually
Meanwhile it makes you dizzy
Here comes the boss
Look busy
But wait!
He's my friend...
Or is he?
Or is he?
Did you catch the game, buddy?
(If you've got time to lean)
We see things the same, buddy
(You've got time to clean)
When our work is done, buddy
(If you've got time to lean)
Let's go have some fun, buddy
(You've got time to clean)
Like a coin spinning on its edge
It won't twirl indefinitely
It will fall eventually
Meanwhile it makes you dizzy
Here comes the boss
Look busy
But wait!
She's my friend...
Or is she?
Or is she?
The boss cannot be your friend
We fool ourselves when we try to pretend
The boss cannot be your friend
The status quo is what they will defend
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The word is that we're fucked
Shit out of luck
The capitalists are at the wheel
Of a global garbage truck
Fucked though we may be
We must fight this fuckery
'Cause what is lost is lost for eternity
What is lost is lost for eternity
The propaganda's fuckin' relentless
People cannot come to their senses
Wage slaves from cradle to grave
Under iPhone mind control
Yeah, the splinternet is all we get
So we're fucked
Now what?
Do we all keep our mouths shut?
There's nowhere to run
The endgame has begun
Now is the time
Organize
Workers rise
Stop the crimes
The word is that we're fucked
Shit out of luck
The capitalists are at the wheel
Of a global garbage truck
Fucked though we may be
We must fight this fuckery
'Cause what is lost is lost for eternity
What is lost is lost for eternity
This is not the fault of the species
Stupidity or a fucking disease
Under attack, we must fight back
This is class war and we can't afford
To think otherwise
Don't agonize
So we're fucked
What's next?
Where's the great god of high tech?
[crickets]
I don't want to pray
I wanna make the fuckers pay
We need this yesterday
Take their criminal omnicidal machines away
The word is that we're fucked
Shit out of luck
The capitalists are at the wheel
Of a global garbage truck
Fucked though we may be
We must fight this fuckery
'Cause what is lost is lost for eternity
What is lost is lost for eternity
This fucked up arrangement
Is not entertainment
Us waiting to fight back tomorrow
Is us sitting and watching it all go
Let me end with an old cliché
Not meant to appease
It's better to die on your feet
Than to live on your knees
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Capitalists are a scourge
And many times I've had the urge
To help fulfill their wish to leave this place
Some say, make them suffer
But perhaps we need a buffer
Many miles of cold, indifferent space
After taking back what was stolen
Having bled their war beast dry
I say, let them get rollin'
On Operation Different Sky
Let them build their ship
For that one-way trip
Once we've overthrown them, let's not stop 'em
Let them be some other planet's problem
Let them be some other planet's problem
They like special things
And Saturn's got those rings
Mercury, no springtime and no autumn
Let them be some other planet's problem
Let them be some other planet's problem
They could be the bane of Jupiter's existence
Or have Neptune be a test of their resilience
Venus is a noxious hellish pearl
Uranus is a whole other world
Might they solve the case of Planet Nine?
500 below, but they'll do fine
Pluto's atmosphere could be destroyed
Perhaps they'll put the ass in asteroid
With its spooky face
Mars could be the place
If Martians exist
These crooks'll rob 'em
Let them be some other planet's problem
Let them be some other planet's problem
Some other planet's problem
Some other planet's problem
Capitalists are a scourge
And many times I've had the urge
To help fulfill their wish to leave this place
Some say, make them suffer
But perhaps we need a buffer
Many miles of cold, indifferent space
Maybe they will sail beyond our system
Only the nostalgic ones will miss them
Miss them and their planet trashing ways
Goodbye to them
Hello to better days
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Before you label me a loser
Think of the rules of the game
How do you play to win?
How do you play to win?
Are you a few wrong moves away from loserdom
Or will you maintain your advantage
No matter what the cost?
No matter what the cost?
Things are not as they appear
And for you to get there from here
You dismiss the blood sweat and tears
That are shed in the have not hemisphere
And sleep at night in a warm career
And as your bright idea
Moves into high gear
You say, listen here
It's not personal, it's business
And I intend to win this
All's fair, etc.
All's fair, etc.
All's fair, etc.
You need to make courageous choices
To look out for number one
Become the model man
Preaching the master plan
Do you regale them with your stupid self-made myth
That makes no mention of your workers?
And as your legacy
You set up a charity
Private plans force the public to invest
Back the laws to pay your employees less
How your peers will be suitably impressed
Get a plaque that reads, this year, you're the
best
Show the kids how to do success
You say, this is mine
It's all God's design
I watch that bottom line
Nothing personal, just business
And I intend to win this
All's fair, etc.
All's fair, etc.
All's fair, etc.
O pillar of the community
You magnate of misery
There is no nobility
In preventable poverty
And I don't ever want to be
The grovelling beneficiary
Of your shameful philanthropy
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Johnny's only known whereabouts
Is the New Sudbury Walmart warehouse
He's wearing a tag marked "associate"
But he's sure that his bosses are full of it
You know he just wants to scream
But instead he shrugs and mutters, "I'm livin'
the dream"
Danny says, "Brother, oh I've been there"
But now Danny works in an office upstairs
The company loves to stratify
Danny pities Johnny as the little guy
Johnny's got no exit scheme
His thieves are billionaires but yeah, he's livin'
the dream
He'd never felt hate before
Until he walked through those doors
And saw how the fortunate acquire their fortunes
Hour after hour of low level torture
You're damn right he hates them
He says, "We have to fight back
Sisters and brothers, we are under attack"
Sylvie's not sure how much more she can take
She spends her days looking forward to coffee breaks
Her head is spinning and her body aches
She has to keep moving for profit's sake
The whole thing's just obscene
Low spirits every day, grimly livin' the dream
She'd never felt hate before
Until she walked through those doors
And saw how the fortunate acquire their fortunes
Year after year of low level torture
You're damn right she hates them
She says, "We have to fight back
Sisters and brothers, we are under attack"
According to her vest, Mia's happy to help
She's in a state that she can't quite believe herself
Work and home are two kinds of hell
How can she be both over and underwhelmed?
She'd drop dead but for caffeine
She catches her breath and laughs, "I'm livin'
the dream"
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Here's the first of many stupid questions
How did you learn about this position?
And it says here that you're a musician
That has no bearing but I play guitar myself
Are you able to think on your feet?
Do you like impossible targets to meet?
Can you fake co-operating while you compete?
If you hesitate then I'll draw a frowny face
How little do you need to make?
Will you require bathroom breaks?
How long can you stay awake?
It's the same everywhere
It's the same everywhere
It's the same everywhere
It's insane everywhere
Can you do a perfect job with minimal training?
The manual's online if you need explanaining
Would you ever think at all about complaining?
Ponder too long and my mind will to turn to lunch
Where do you see yourself in five years?
Living or dead, who do you wish could be here?
Do you have hobbies that might interfere?
These questions are the work of some cutting edge
software
How little do you need to make?
Will you require bathroom breaks?
How long can you stay awake?
It's the same everywhere
It's the same everywhere
It's the same everywhere
It's insane everywhere
Here's a hypothetical
That happens time and time again
Customer A has problem B
How would you blame it all on them
Here's a hypothetical
That we see each and every day
Co-worker C has grievance D
How would you make it go away
Could you explain why you're unemployed?
Can you tolerate a boss who's paranoid?
I want to feel you're at the edge of the void
I'm testing to see if this crazy's too much for
you
Can you express your desperation?
What's your loyalty to our awesome nation?
Can we avail ourselves of your imagination
For no extra pay, or do you not want this job?
Tell me all about your time management skills
Would you still show up if you were deathly ill?
Would you volunteer to be a corporate shill?
What would you say to extra work from home?
Are you up to speed on the latest trend
Of how the boss needs to be your friend
Even while they get to tell you what where and
when?
If you're okay with that then we will let you know
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Come on now
Get down to this
Cutthroats claim the world
Workers make it run
And for all those beholden
Who are neither nor
There's some choosing to be done
But the DJ screams
Don't you want to feel good?
Don't you think that you should?
Don't you just want to burn it?
Don't you think that you've earned it?
CHORUS
Hands in the air
Boots on the ground
Sergeant Capital's Army Band
Is layin' it down
Boots on the ground
Hands in the air
Such a shame that not everyone
Is getting their share
Of what's going on
Dance party's going on
Dance party's going on
Can't stop what we started
Keep on dancing or the lights go out
Quiet moments
Quiet moments
When you question it
Why you go along
Here it comes
Here comes the future
So invest in it
Which side are you on?
But the hipster screams
Don't you want to feel good?
Don't you think that you should?
Don't you just want to burn it?
Don't you think that you've earned it?
CHORUS
Hands in the air
Boots on the ground
Billy Ruthless & The Billionaires
Are rockin' our town
Boots on the ground
Hands in the air
They've convinced you that you deserve
Another one's share
Of what's going on
Dance party's going on
Dance party's going on
Can't stop what we started
Keep on dancing or the lights go out
CHORUS
Hands in the air
Boots on the ground
Sergeant Capital's Army Band
Is layin' it down
Boots on the ground
Hands in the air
Such a shame that not everyone
Is getting their share
Of what's going on
Dance party's going on
Dance party's going on
Can't stop what we started
Keep on dancing or the lights go out
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The state protects capital
The cops protect the state
The state protects capital
The cops protect the state
Owners feed on surplus value
That the workers create
The state protects capital
The cops protect the state
All of their electioneering
Twisted social engineering
All the slightly different flavours
Same old necktied exploitator
The state protects capital
The cops protect the state
The state protects capital
The cops protect the state
Owners feed on surplus value
That the workers create
The state protects capital
The cops protect the state
Ideological tyranny
Real existing conspiracy
Ask whose fucked up system is this?
The last square inch open for business
The state protects capital
The cops protect the state
The state protects capital
The cops protect the state
Owners feed on surplus value
That the workers create
The state protects capital
The cops protect the state
Cops were made for crowd control
Sadistic cat's paw in a fishbowl
How come they don't stop the bad guys
Operating in broad daylight
The state protects capital
The cops protect the state
The state protects capital
The cops protect the state
Owners feed on surplus value
That the workers create
The state protects capital
The cops protect the state
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CHORUS
We get the minimum wage
They want the maximum work
We get the minimum wage
How do they calculate
How little you're worth?
The people who are setting it
Are not those who are getting it
The people who are setting it
Are not those who are getting it
The people who are setting it
Are not the ones working here
Are not the ones working
VERSE 1
Down at mom and pop's
Transnational doughnut shop
Workers take their 15 minute break
Rita reads her fiction
Samir sends a text
Connie curses the hours to go
And Dave smokes a cigarette
He says, "They'll cut my hours
I can't lose much more
The boss has all the power
Yeah this feels just like war"
Connie heard that the price of things
Will go up with the raise
Rita says, "Raise or no raise,
Prices go up anyway"
Samir shrugs and mutters,
"I'm just gonna suffer
With my sisters and brothers"
CHORUS
We get the minimum wage
They want the maximum work
We get the minimum wage
How do they calculate
How little you're worth?
The people who are setting it
Are not those who are getting it
The people who are setting it
Are not those who are getting it
The people who are setting it
Are not the ones working here
Are not the ones working here
VERSE 2
Now Rita's good with numbers
She says, "Now let's see here
Mr. Mom and Mrs. Pop
Clear a quarter a mil a year
There are 26 employees
That's ten grand from each of us
At no point in our training
Did those numbers get discussed
So fifty-one hundred a week
Just let me calculate
The two bucks an hour more we get
Still leaves them with thirty-eight hundred
Thirty-eight hundred a week
And in that week, we make about
A tenth of that, I'd guess
But it serves them very well to have us
Fight amongst ourselves
So they punish us, they threaten us
Call us greedy, too
Say, 'How could you ask for more
After all we've given you?'"
Connie does an eye roll
Dave puts out his smoke
Says, "So, what's the punchline?
'Cause working here's a joke
In a thousand towns
We're a hundred thousand strong
We could take them on"
CHORUS
We get the minimum wage
They want the maximum work
We get the minimum wage
How do they calculate
How little you're worth?
The people who are setting it
Are not those who are getting it
The people who are setting it
Are not those who are getting it
The people who are setting it
Are not the ones working here
Are not the ones working here
VERSE 3
Connie asks rhetorically
"How did we get so tame?
Bosses always want more money
Why don't we think the same?
Yeah, when the bosses talk of
The economy and stuff
The worst thing that could happen
Is that workers made enough
To live but there is more to it
Than just a living wage
It's about who gets to crack the whip
And who gets shown the cage
But if we worked together
Organized and planned
We could stand up and demand
All of that five grand
Stolen from us, there's no doubt
It's ours but we go without
Every week year in year out"
CHORUS
We get the minimum wage
They want the maximum work
We get the minimum wage
How do they calculate
How little you're worth?
The people who are setting it
Are not those who are getting it
The people who are setting it
Are not those who are getting it
The people who are setting it
Are not the ones working here
Are not the ones working here
CODA
I would be the last to claim
I'm an expert at this game
But I'll say it just the same
The minimum wage would be higher
Politicians inspired
If the ones who wield power
Were paid by the hour
Yeah their righteousness would be on fire
Thanks to just one qualifier
They would know where we're coming from
Yeah they would know where we're coming from
And they'd come up with a tidy sum
If there was a single wage for everyone
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The ocean is broken
The ocean alone can heal
Can heal
Your fixes are tokens
And just one more way to steal
To steal
Steal from the commons
Steal from the masses
To damn your own children
And the exploited classes
CHORUS:
The ocean is broken
The people in fear
Industrial capitalism is what happened here
She won't ask nicely
Neither must we
We'll need to make you just let her be
Just let her be
Let her breathe
Set her free
The ocean was broken
By capitalistic crimes
Ruling class crimes
The wounds are wide open
The ocean will heal with time
Eonic time
Time of no black skies
No radiation
No desperate workers
No more oppression
CHORUS
The ocean, the cradle
The keeper of all that's come to pass
Come to pass
She murmurs the fable
The white bird that sits atop the mast
Atop the mast
CHORUS
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No neutrals
It's their money or your life
No neutrals
Count their fortunes count your time
There are no neutrals
Sisters and brothers
You line up with one
Class or another
There are no neutrals
Brothers and sisters
All you resisters
All you resisters
Know the enemy
Know the enemy
We cannot pretend
This is someone else's business
To our detriment
You say you are but a witness
It's not that we are witless
And the men on the hill are so smart
We are all born within this
And no one stands apart
As far as you are free
You can be
On the right side of history
CHORUS
No neutrals
It's their money or your life
No neutrals
Count their fortunes count your time
They have sown the fear
Now it's blooming with desires
You get a career
Bought or sold as they require
Practice the social graces
And pray that lets you off the hook
Sidelines are magic places
Found only in storybooks
You may close your eyes
Satisfied
Just don't think that you're standing by
CHORUS
No neutrals
It's their money or your life
No neutrals
Count their fortunes count your time
No neutrals
It's their money or your life
No neutrals
Count their fortunes count your time
No neutrals
It's their money or your life
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I tried
To tell the thunder from the train
Tried to sidestep the acid in the rain
Asking for not nearly enough
Will never win the game
Hell still rains down from above
The wronged remain the same
Got to reign in the madness you sense
Got to channel the sadness you feel
Collectivize
Organize
Collectivize
Organize
Push that contradiction
Of capital's affliction
Only over capital's grave
Might your children's world be saved
You tried
To swim an ocean choked with trash
Sought shelter in a forest turned to cash
This little fucker stole a billion bucks
While workers went unpaid
This little fucker called in the thugs
The rot is on parade
Got to reign in the madness that lurks
Got to channel the anger that burns
Collectivize
Organize
Collectivize
Organize
Push that contradiction
Capital's affliction
Only over capital's grave
Might your children's world be saved
Might your children's world be saved
Might your children's world be saved
Might your children's world be saved
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ALARM CLOCK
Two a.m. awake with a worried mind
Fall back asleep at 4:59
How will I survive
I've got to get up at five
No matter when I go to bed
That circuit's burning in my head
I won't get the time back
That little red light burns through the black
CHORUS
Alarm clock
Alarm clock
Is no way
To start your day
Alarm clock
Alarm clock
One more day
I trade for pay
Alarm clock
Alarm clock
Workers of the world
It is time to organize
I have to snap to and not be late
And my love for life turns to hate
I will come to harm
To the sound of that alarm
CHORUS
I could choose the radio
A stranger telling me it's time to go
That is no advance
The boss still calls the dance
The time is never right
For a machine to end the night
Snooze button
Snooze button
The I-still-lose button
Is not my friend
I'll just hear that alarm again in ten
But Saturday just feels so good
And Sunday starts like every day should
It's not that I'm lazy
Or I like to be hazy
It's just that there is no alarm clock
To drive and keep me crazy
CHORUS
Alarm clock
Alarm clock
Alarm clock
Alarm clock
Alarm clock
Alarm clock
They make it sound like an emergency
Making more profit for the company
That fucked up fictitious entity
Cannot be torn from sleep like me
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This album was inspired in part by the Stephanie McMillan book of the same name. You can find it here.
words by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
music by John Newlands
tenor saxophone: Michael McArthur
trombone: Blair McNally
trumpet: Nick Ross
image by Stephanie McMillan
The lesser evil is hardly lesser
Charm offender and snappy dresser
A kinder gentler bullshit guesser
A more teary-eyed confessor
CHORUS
How are some half-amused
How are they not appalled
That they settle for evil at all
Let's not elevate evil at all
Let's not tolerate evil at all
Evil at all
The lesser evil is in some ways greater
Just as much contempt for those who labour
They hide their heart only to show it later
Business Party war-happy crusader
CHORUS
How many times now have we been in this
Vote for millionaires and against our interests
Whoever wins it has us on their hit list
Blame the victim, silence the witness
CHORUS
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Now upon this time
In this so-called democracy
A constitutional hypocrisy
There lives a master of deception
It's the old old story
The right honourable
M. T. Promise gives his word
Right honourable
M. T. Promise gives his word
M. T. came to Parliament Hill
He was coming home from Montreal
Seeing his birthright put through the mill
Young M. T. was not impressed at all
From the losers' side of the aisle
He learned to hate that Great Horned smile
He would be inclusive
Not vain or elusive
Common cause defender
Not one more pretender
Now upon this time
When our words need to match our deeds
And the working class is what we need
We have a status quo protector
It's the old old story
The right honourable
M. T. Promise gives his word
Right honourable
M. T. Promise gives his word
You can call him The Back Peddle Kid
M. T. Promise gives his word
Right honourable
M. T. Promise gives his word
Great Horn had to finally concede
His position was contestable
The unwashed would choose who would lead
M. T.'s CV was impeccable
And the claim that the change would be real
Was backed up with sex appeal
So we got a new face
But no less a two face
Lost his good intentions
In some strange dimension
Now upon this time
When the haves have stolen nearly all
With the workers up against the wall
Behold a master of deception
And he serves his purpose
The right honourable
M. T. Promise gives his word
Right honourable
M. T. Promise gives his word
You can call him The Back Peddle Kid
M. T. Promise gives his word
Right honourable
M. T. Promise gives his word
Not remarkable, just one more
M. T. Promise gives his word
No better than the one before
M. T. Promise gives his word
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Bad cop was sent away
Good cop hit the beat
But power is immune
To electoral defeat
So when M. T. finally got
The keys to the (e)state
He pirouetted and declared
That change would have to wait
And though my mind's not what it was
I can swear he swore
That if elected he would take
Our planes out of the war
Yet when M. T. took a meeting
With the army brass
They said their bosses wanted in
On all that oil and gas
No surprise, a pack of lies
That didn't change a thing
All along his Bay Street buddies
Have had him by the strings
The criminal creeps of capital
Smiled at what they saw
The system had secured
Another tool in Ottawa
Boxer's curse, his passion burst
One fine day in May
He thought he’d win an argument in
A gloves off sort of way
Forget procedure, the goal was seizure
Action was the plan
In a muddle, fuddle duddle
Shades of the old man
Elbows flying, speaker crying
M. was beyond rude
He got a grip on the Tory whip
A photo op ensued
Accusations, a big sensation
For pundits across the land
The ruling class gets a pass
The circus tent still stands
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This is the second in my series of songs inspired by a sitting Canadian prime minister.
The first in my series of songs inspired by a sitting Canadian prime minister, Last Of The Polar Bears, is here.
Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Empire Lounge - December 2nd, 2014
Lyrics by John Newlands and Rachael
Charbonneau
Music by John Newlands
Additional engineering by Joe Fiorino, Kevin Closs, and Sean Perras
Running orderist: Rachael Charbonneau
Artwork by John Newlands and Rachael Charbonneau
contributors:
Joe Fiorino
Chris Peplinski
Andrea McColeman
Carter Umpherson
Allan Walsh
Anita Ansamaa
Kevin Closs
Rachael Charbonneau
Matt Foy
Brian Quebec
Thanks to Sean Perras for the marimba, and to Allan Walsh for translating the saxophone charts into Saxophone.
Made in Northern Ontario
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1 Holy Dollar | download
2 Sociopaths' Social Club | download
3 Known To The Police | download
4 Train Rolled On | download
5 This Place | download
6 Empire Lounge | download
7 Listen Tonight | download
8 Peace Never Had A Chance | download
9 The Future | download
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While this album is free to download, donations to the cause are appreciated.
Mailing address:
John Newlands
478 Buchanan Street
Sudbury, Ontario
P3C 1E5
John Franklin's Piano - October 23rd, 2012
"Buy these songs from John. It will do you a world of good." -Kevin Closs
"I am excited to say the new album by John Newlands "JOHN FRANKLIN'S PIANO" will open your eyes to many truths of the world that most of us know nothing about." -Fionna Tough
I recorded this album in Sudbury and
on Manitoulin Island.
Kevin Closs wrote "Genocide By Proxy".
Rachael Charbonneau effectuated the
running order and sang on "Rain".
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1 John Franklin's Piano | download
2 19th Century | download
3 Genocide By Proxy | download
4
Class War | download
5
Limousine | download
6 Without A Fight | download
7 Galen Weston | download
8 Techno Fix | download
9 Tony Hayward | download
10
Corporate Culture Made My Baby Cry | download
11 Clover
| download
12 Rain |
download
Made in Northern Ontario
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While this album is free to download, donations to the cause are appreciated.
Mailing address:
John Newlands
478 Buchanan Street
Sudbury, Ontario
P3C 1E5
Do The Resist - October 24th, 2011
cover image: quilt by Rachael Charbonneau
Writing locations: Sudbury, Stony
Bay, Manitoulin Island
Recording locations: Sudbury, Manitoulin
Island
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1 11:59
| download
2 Do
The Resist | download
3 Sci-Fi
Boys | download
4
A City Is A Dead Thing | download
5
One More Rock Star | download
6
Last Of The Polar Bears | download
7
Where's The Revolution? | download
Made in Northern Ontario
NOTE: Please select 'gapless playback' or equivalent.
While this album is free to download, donations to the cause are appreciated.
Mailing address:
John Newlands
478 Buchanan Street
Sudbury, Ontario
P3C 1E5