The ABCs of Anarchism Chumbawamba

The ABCs of Anarchism Conclusion There is a certain social process which is known and very visible but perhaps not acknowledged as much as it should be.

Wake Up Call (Original Mix) Bryan Kearney

Many people when they hear the word anarchy think of chaos and mayhem. They assume that an anarchist must be in favour of disorder and violence. That is the complete opposite to the truth.

On The Day The Nazi Died Chumbawamba

We're told that after the war The Nazis vanished without a trace But the Italians are facist Still dream of a master race The history books they tell Of their defeat at '45 But they all came out of the

Sweet F.A. Chumbawamba

In the light of the ignorance and misplaced fear Of the panicked bosses of the Football League It isn't surprising that hugging and kissing Are banned on account of the threat of AIDS It isn't surprising

Mouthful of Shit Chumbawamba

Mouthful of Shit (Chorus) Can't hear you 'cause your mouth's full of shit Can't hear you 'cause your mouth's full of shit Do something about it (Repeat chorus) Well I'm really back to basics

Polo Chumbawamba

Polo Polo has the biggest pitch of any ball game Polo has the biggest idiots On the biggest pitch of any ball game Polo has the biggest idiots With the biggest bank accounts On the biggest pitch

The Day The Nazi Died (1993 Mix) Chumbawamba

The Day The Nazi Died (1993 Mix) They're here and they're there and they're everywhere (Repeat) We're taught that after the war the Nazis vanished without a trace But batallions of fascists still

One-Sided Game Chumbawamba

One-Sided Game With a flick of the boot and a nod of the head The ball goes crashing in the back of the net But the referee and linesman disallow the goal 'Cause the boot's on the other foot, the

Punch Drunk Chumbawamba

Punch Drunk The evolution of humankind An opposing digit, the use of tools Inventing the wheel, exploring space Brain size still developing Two men and a referee Foam gloves and a silver cup

Studmarks on the Summits Chumbawamba

Studmarks on the Summits Business bought the athletes out With gold medals and role models Drugs and media and national pride Why join in when you can watch it on TV?

Rage Chumbawamba

Rage Hear the ghosts of ever after Yell of anger Ring of laughter Don't go gently into the night Rage against the dying of the light

The Wasteland Chumbawamba

Between leisure and the grave Work and pray and place your vote And some day you'll be saved All these myths come tailor-made To suit the company director Myths that praise the dignity Of cheap

Come On Baby (Let's Do The Revolution) Chumbawamba

Come on baby, let's do the revolution Six for the record, and seven for the t-shirt A picture of the band And a ticket for the promised land Watching all the bouncers Systematically beating up the dancers

She's got all the friends Chumbawamba

She's got all the friends that money can buy She's the apple of her Daddy's eye She's got all the friends that money can buy She's the apple of her Daddy's eye The family money has a magnetic pull

Benefits of the Game Chumbawamba

Benefits of the Game Whilst Robson plays his Sharp CD And Beardsley paints his lounge "hint of green" And the big clubs dream of a Superleague Of Keegan's "reasonable" three thousand a week But

Let It Be Chumbawamba

record (repeat) Watchers pray in times of trouble Restless by the harbor wall Waiting for the stormy winds to fall With microphone and TV camera Money and tears and a song to sing This is where

Ah-men Chumbawamba

away In factories and sterile marriages He was God, she was powerless With a brick for every year of life She set out for the house of lies The old boys' club under siege His lordship cowered under

Mary Mary Chumbawamba

Hail Mary full of grace The Lord is with Thee Blessed art Thou amongst women And blessed is the fruit of Thy womb, Jesus Holy Mary, Mother of God Pray for us sinners now And at the hour of our death Amen

Why Are We Still In Ireland? Chumbawamba

Our settlers calling our kingdom great Our banners raised on high Baptized with the tide of history That won't lie down and die Words from our own good book to help us get by The sacrifice of our

Homophobia Acapella (Live) Chumbawamba

Homophobia Acapella (Live) Up behind the bus stop in the toilets of the street There are traces of a killing on the floor beneath your feet Mixed in with the piss and beer are bloodstains on the

Homophobia (Sisters Mix) Chumbawamba

Homophobia (Sisters Mix) Up behind the bus stop in the toilets of the street There are traces of a killing on the floor beneath your feet Mixed in with the piss and beer are bloodstains on the floor

The Triumph Of General Ludd Chumbawamba

The Triumph Of General Ludd No more chant your old rhymes about old Robin Hood His feats I do little admire I'll sing the achievements of General Ludd Now the hero of Nottingham Shire Those engines

Lying In The Dirt Chumbawamba

Lying In The Dirt Chapt.

Brian Chumbawamba

Brian It's all about getting the ball in the back of the net, Brian I'm as sick as a parrot, Brian I'm over the moon, Brian Well, I think the lads were well worth a point, Brian At the end of

One By One Chumbawamba

Pontius Pilate came to our town Up to the dockyards to see the picket line We asked him to help but he just turned around He's the leader of the union now Leader of the union All of our questions

Just Us Mix Chumbawamba

of sugar The state, its Tory psycopaths and labour apologists are coming clean The bullies and the cowards are ganging up on us (There ain't no justice, just us) The carrots been ditched, the stick

Jesus In Vegas Chumbawamba

I am the Lord of the very last dance I've got 'Tommy' on the leg of my pants I've got the audience in the palm of my hands My good friend Sinatra on my right Andrew Lloyd Webber is doing the lights

Homophobia Chumbawamba

Homophobia Ta, a song about how brilliant and how powerful deviant sexuality is Up behind the bus stop in the toilets of the street There are traces of a killing on the floor beneath your feet

One Way System Chumbawamba

One Way System Everybody's looking for a one way system As if there's only one way out of this prison Everybody's looking for that one piece of wisdom As if there's just one answer to all of our

The Candidates Find Common Ground Chumbawamba

lots of little bosses But someone in control, of course, either way there must be someone giving orders (Chorus) A toast to democracy The prison guard of this society Sides in the voting game Disappear

Morality Play In Three Acts Chumbawamba

Morality Play In Three Acts Act one, the smell of green leather, French polish, quite pristine, not a hair out of place, not a wrinkle, not a crease, the silverware all clean.

Just A Form Of Music Chumbawamba

I always count it a priviledge whenever I have the opportunity to stand before a group of students in an assembly such as this.

Don't Try This At Home Chumbawamba

It's a long walk to the gallows It's a small step to swing free The crying in the tower For my conspirators and me Gunpowder and modem And a dream of liberty And then they'll tell you, 'Don't try

Changing Gears Chumbawamba

Changing Gears From the deepest to the highest Battling for the yellow vest Changing gears rapidly Ten seconds to change a wheel King of the Mountains Queen of the flats Sprinting for the line

The Ballad Of Peoplekind Chumbawamba

The Ballad Of Peoplekind Listen, Peep Don't you worry Peoplekind be with you all the way I say farewell now, Peep, OK If we hurry we might just save our day Give them a piece of your peace of

Here's The Rest Of Your Life Chumbawamba

Sometimes the Book of Law Is only half the story Means and ends: Deciding where to draw the line Loss or work in Sellafield homes Or the threat of cancers yet to come?

How To Get Your Band On Television Chumbawamba

How To Get Your Band On Television I'm the Boss of the company And I've got hunger working for me Listen and you'll begin to understand I built my profits on stolen land It's the economics of

Education (Part II) Chumbawamba

Education (Part II) They're the bosses of tomorrow They're called the FCS Fascist Conservative Sheep Who claim to know what's best Tied to dad's finances And only just out of school They want

Catastrophe Reality Chumbawamba

Micheal Heseltine on the telly, whilst he was still environment secretary, and it was a U.N. debate called 'The State Of The Planet, Ten Year On.'

Sewing Up Crap Chumbawamba

I don't know (Repeats) Chain, chain, chain (Repeats) A cut-price empire Clean-cut lines A perfect body And a dirty mind The rules of this game Say we all look the same Chain, chain, chain

Isolation Chumbawamba

Isolation Come out of our corners Keep moving, keep changing, start working together We can change this world by changing ourselves Make our hands one hand Resist and realize We are not isolated

In 2 Deep Jam Chumbawamba

In 2 Deep Jam Much of the general population recognizes that the organized institutions do not reflect their concerns or interests or needs They do not feel that they participate meaningfully in

Shoot Chumbawamba

Shoot I heard that in the First World War The soldiers called a truce For a Christmas game of football Instead of fighting their pointless war Instead of fighting their pointless war Pointless

Cartrouble Chumbawamba

Cartrouble Big tall courthouse, a clock upon the wall A hammer on the table and a copper on the door A judge in front and a jury at the side A judge in front and a jury at the side A judge in

Saying No Chumbawamba

Saying No And we got to find as many ways, as many ways as we can find Of saying no to the ways of governments and multinational companies And we got to find as many ways, as many ways as we can

Tearing Up Zoo Chumbawamba

Tearing Up Zoo Through the turnstile, concrete jungle, sterile habitat of iron. Symbol of brutality like supermarkets, missile silos.

Jos Chumbawamba

Jos Jos Naylor of Wasdale Greatest fell runner of our time Running the mountains And working the farm Cutting the bracken Constructing walls Studded farm boots Attacking the fells Then one

Seoul Music Chumbawamba

Seoul Music There'll be new events in Seoul '88 Throwing the molotov and the hundred meter loot Hurdling over barricades putting the brick Vaulting over riot cops in the peoples Olympics The people

British Colonialism And The BBC Chumbawamba

British Colonialism And The BBC I'm the boss of the BBC I'm the monkey at the top of the media tree Your version of the riots in Cape Town Comes second-hand from me Chewing and spewing this revolution

We Don't Go To God's House Anymore Chumbawamba

Driving on the bypass to Damascus I saw a preacher trying to hitch a ride With a pair of broken wings And a suitcase full of sins He gathered up his dreams and jumped inside Pulling Malatesta from his