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Ship of Fools

by Richard Gorman

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Phil Jackson Do you wanna hear the truth- then listen to this modern day troubadour telling it as it really is. Favorite track: Ship of Fools.
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1.
Fight It Out 03:58
Fight it Out Did you say yes when I said no? Did you say stay when I said go? Did you tick the box that I left blank? Did you just bite their hands of when I said thanks? Fight it out, fight it out, let’s fight it out Fight it out, fight it out, let’s fight it out I say cheese you wear a frown You turn my smile upside down I see art you see a stain I want to leave if you remain Everything’s an outrage and I’m way past being reasonable My posts are so patriotic your trolling is so treasonable Fight it out, fight it out, let’s fight it out Fight it out, fight it out, let’s fight it out You say open borders I say keep them shut You hug the huddled masses I tell them to get to fuck I throw the key away you say second chance I say face the music but you don’t want to dance You opened up my eyes now I can’t stand the sight of you Why pretend that we’re so colour blind when you’re so red and I’m so blue? Fight it out, fight it out, let’s fight it out Fight it out, fight it out, let’s fight it out You tell me to say I’m sorry, I say do your worst So which of us is blinking first? I say pull the trigger let’s seal our fate You say not so fast but it’s too late
2.
The Man who would be King Once upon a better time as all good stories go I sucked upon Britannia’s teats in a city paved with gold I sniffed cocaine from a silver spoon, burnt money in front of the poor Tumbled debs in four poster beds and bullied fags at school No stop and search for the Bullingdon boys on the ladder to the top It’s a long way down but my hand’s on the crown, I’m the man who would be King I lie back and think of England while I fuck this pig in the head Take a knee and open wide for the man who would be King In the Dragon and George they laugh along with my harmless nigger jokes I’m a fascist fighter for freedom of speech, hero of the common folk Down the lagers and raise the flag, I’m a street fighting firebrand Roll up your brown sleeves and spit shine your boots I’m a hero of the common man Come and join my barmy army and take your country back From the queers and kykes and refugees for the man who would be King I’ll lead you to the promised-land then promise you the moon So tug your forelock and bow your head to the man who would be King Hand in hand through this green and pleasant land this country ain’t got no class We’ll treat you all as equals as long as you’re kissing our arse
3.
HYS (The New Normal) lyrics compiled from UK Political Have Your Say forums. You’re a pillock, it’s a hate crime It’s a pint of warm urine Neanderthaler do you need to have it all explained? Cult of the Swedish Go Child you’re increasingly deranged Anti-semite, smug remainer Twisted logic, rebel traitor You have the popularity of an STI Blame Russian interference, it’s all fake news and lies Social justice warriors you just can’t accept the facts Why don’t you leave our country and never come back Absolute poison, hate filled rabble Right wing posture, spouting drivel He’s a useful idiot of the PC liberal left He deserved that public beating you know he brought it on himself He’s so tedious what a gormless little nerk You’re all just hypocrites your politics will eat itself Fucking liar, you’re a bigot You’re so stupid, just accept it Ha ha ha ha Ho ho ho ho The new normal It’s a shitshow
4.
Spitting Feathers I’m smart and chic and moderate I dress like Jackie Onassis I watch patronising vox pops of the unwashed masses I consume the opinions of the chattering classes I’ve been checking out the labels in the High Street stores To help me build the wishlist on my touchscreen phone I encourage aspiration, you know you are what you own We are the middle classes and we hold it together I’m throw my rattle out the pram yes I’m spitting feathers I’m tolerant of gender, religion and race I ride the social media bandwagon for every PC outrage I’m signaling my virtue on my facebook page The truth lies in the centre says the face on my screen And I know that it’s true because they all look just like me Chavs and proles and foreigners are all so extreme We are the middle classes and we hold it together I’m throwing dolly out the pram, yes I’m spitting feathers Someone used to stack the shelves, someone used to fill the racks Someone used to fold the dresses, every time I took them back
5.
Frontstab 03:00
Frontstab Frontstab you’re going to know who to blame I look you in the eye when I’m taking aim Frontstab I always mean what I say I’ll look you in the eye before I blow you away Used to talk behind your back, used to dig the dirt Use to give your wife the eye and flirt Felt guilty once upon a time when screwing you was wrong Now I just tell you to your face and put it in a song Frontstab, it’s the modern way Don’t you turn around I want to spit in your face Frontstab, you know I’m fucking your wife I want to know you feel it when I’m twisting the knife From the corridors of power from the Kremlin to Beijing There’s no more need for dirty tricks and scheming Fresh blood dripping from my blade onto the Whitehouse lawn I look into the mirror just to check which side I’m on It used to be taboo to be so two faced We used to hide the truth behind a mask Now we spread the hate across the air waves It’s hip to be a true sociopath Frontstab, start digging your grave Up close and personal I’m slashing your veins Frontstab, feel your blood running colder No more need to worry looking over your shoulder No double timing treachery, it’s a judas kiss with tongues No underhanded kidney punch I’m puncturing your lungs No dirty double dealing from the bottom of the deck I’m going to slice this pretty razor right across your neck Frontstab you’re going to know who to blame I look you in the eye when I’m taking aim Frontstab I always mean what I say I’ll look you in the eye before I blow you away Frontstab, it’s the modern way Don’t you turn around I want to spit in your face Frontstab, you know I’m fucking your wife I want to know you feel it when I’m twisting the knife
6.
The Bridge 08:35
The Bridge I take my final breath and swallow it Nobody deserves to die like this I watch my killer clean the streets With fire in his eyes and god on his side Why must I dance with you when I could be anywhere else? Your soul is a silver knife A crescent of blood spilling over the bridge Heart pounding, pupils dilate, the bestial reflex response We are meat so you butcher away I reach the world’s edge, I leap and I’m gone What would I not sacrifice to be able to fly To become rat or fish or bird Or to just disappear in the blink of an eye Allah akbar, god is my light His love guides the hilt of my knife His prophets beckon me to paradise The Westminster call to prayer Sirens summon angels from the afternoon air Parliament’s towers spin as I fall through the air As I fall through the air The bone crushing kiss of stone Old Father Thames to carry our blood Nightmares of old London town Flow thicker than water under the bridge
7.
Democracy 02:28
Democracy Democracy it’s just me and you Choosing our favourites from the petting zoo Glorious leaders at our beck and call Democracy, no it’s not my fault Democracy, democracy Life’s too short to check out policies Pick your favourite soundbite personality Another slick TV celebrity It’s not my responsibility Democracy, democracy Protesters march and scream and shout They want them in then they want them out Politician’s to blame not me and you For doing what we told them to Democracy, democracy Democracy we demand that you act On a flood of hatred and a trickle of facts Democracy, it’s just you and me Stirring up the bullshit in the land of the free Democracy, democracy Democracy, yes it’s the will of the people We’re a shower of cunts and we’re voting for evil Democracy, a little cross in a box A hundred thousand chickens want to vote for the fox Democracy!
8.
King of Lies 03:32
King of Lies Little big man what’s your tale Did your party and your unions fail you? So puffed up and prideful in your pomp The circuits blow the machine stops Once a Prince now who sings your praises? Flying so high then strung up by your laces God of the cattle that you herd along You ride the swell, you reap the storm And, oh Lord, my time has come; Mercy, Mercy I will rise Oh I will kiss the sun; Glory, Glory King of Lies Mistress Ambition chains my soul Crack the whip and take control Lackey’s lick my ego keen to satisfy I am my own religion, worship I I monarch in a tower of glass The limos and the clouds slide past I bleed the poor and drink their blood I crack the dam, I bring the flood And, oh Lord, my time has come; Mercy, Mercy I will rise Oh I will kiss the sun; Glory, Glory King of Lies Little big man what’s your tale Did your party and your unions fail you? Puffed up and prideful in your pomp The circuits blow the machine stops
9.
Little Red Card The answer my friend isn’t blowing in the wind That’s just another lazy lie, just another lazy lie Do they know it’s Christmas time and crocodile tears Got to pull the finger out, we’ve got to pull the finger out Anti-social media and swallowing lies You just click and follow them, you just click and follow them They build your online profile and then swallow your soul Got to pull the finger out, you’ve got to pull the finger out I’m just another smart arse trying to turn back the tide Another left wing loser pissing into the gale I know you’ve heard it all before sometimes I sicken myself So I’ve got to pull the finger out, Got to pull the finger out So I’m going to joint party with my little red card Going to rattle at your letter box and take to the street Because nothing’s going to change if I don’t get off my arse When the tide of plastic bullshit washes up at your door When you can’t afford the treatment and that lump starts to grow Will you look into the mirror when you’re placing the blame And ask did you pull the finger out? Did you pull the finger out?
10.
Season Finale I’m a box set baby this is episode one Everything about me is about having fun The centre of the universe is in my TV I’m recommended viewing yes it’s all about me My parent was a colourful rectangle of light It taught me how to live and told me stories at night Fits into my pocket, always there by my side It sure knows what’s best for me it knows what I like I can’t wait for the ending there’ll be locusts and floods Amazonian fires and rivers of blood Evil armies gather and the do-gooders rally But baby it’s a box set and this is the season finale I ain’t got time to waste chasing love on my own No lovers going to know me half as well as my phone Algorithms know my type and pick who I want But they’ll never find a partner who’s as hot as my porn I’m tuning out the buzzkills, it’s a spoiler alert No I’m never going to listen to another expert It’s a box set baby and I’m topping the ratings A hundred species went extinct while I was masturbating I can’t wait for the ending when we sink into the oceans There’ll be epic wars and battle scenes and lots of explosions Evil armies gather and the do-gooders rally But baby it’s a box set and this is the season finale…
11.
Ship of Fools A storm is coming, raise the sails We’ve been hooked by the tallest tales All aboard, all aboard Salute the Captain of your choice The biggest bully with the loudest voice All aboard the Ship of Fools Burn the lifeboats, torch the mast Re-enact the battles of the past All aboard, all aboard Spin the wheel on a collision course Throw the navigators overboard All aboard the Ship of Fools I know this song changes nothing and we’re on the way down But I’ve got to sing something as I drown Let the stowaways and sailors starve Make them walk the plank and feed the sharks All aboard, all aboard A storm is coming, raise the sails We’ve been hooked by the tallest tales All aboard the Ship of Fools All aboard the Ship of Fools

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released November 8, 2019

Music and performances - Richard Gorman
All lyrics Richard Gorman except HYS (The New Normal) which were collected and assembled entirely from online forums.
Produced by Stuart Duncan at Red Barn Studios, Dundee

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