Recordings
My first mp3s are uploaded for you to play!!
I'm just going to upload a few mp3s at a time so if you come back often enough you'll get to hear everything. If you're hanging out to hear a certain song, leave a comment on the bottom of this page and I'll see it before long.
The Tour!!
We're going on tour! Mitra Ellis is a drummer and he and I are going to rock the North Coast, Bellingen, Newcastle and Sydney. I've just made a new album with just about everything I've written since my last one and we're hitting the road with it. See below for stories of the gigs...
Welcome
Welcome to the site. Over there on the right is the menu where you can find my songs and other things I plan to add.
The site's just been recreated and so far I've put most of my song lyrics back up. Before you know it there will be content here that you've NEVER seen before, like
- mp3 files so you can hear the songs
- new drawings never before published
- new posters not yet even made
It's set up now with a little mechanism that should stop the machines from filling my site with ads, so you can make comments again now.
Below here is a snippet from each of a selection of my songs.
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Paul
It's Really Bad by Paul Spencer
Here is It's Really Bad, with Mitra on the drums. It's our rockest song.
A Word for Freedom
Here should be an mp3 of A Word for Freedom. It's 192 Kbps, which is big for an mp3. The next one will be 128. I hope you can download it on your computer.
Please Do What You Can
Please Do What You Can
words by Paul SPencer, 2006
to the tune of The Ham-Fat Man
Now come on all you workers and listen to my song,
I'm very rich and busy so I won't detain you long,
We're trying to oppress you without a lot of fuss,
And we're asking for your help to do the job for us.
The Brisk Young Worker
The Brisk Young Worker
to the tune of The Brisk Young Tailor (trad)
It's of a brisk young worker, whose story I'll relate,
He lived beneath the government of Howard and his mate,
Oh Howard was in charge and the other was Costell,
And taking workers' rights away they loved exceeding well,
Oh well, oh well, oh well my boys oh well,
And taking workers' rights away they loved exceeding well.
The Economic God Song
The Economic God Song
words by Paul Spencer
traditional Australian tune The Lachalan Tigers
G - - - / G - - - / Am - - - / Am - - - /
Am - - - /Em - - - /Am - - - / E - - - /
Am - - - / F - - - /C - - - / G - - - /
C - (B) - /Am - - - / E - - - /Am - - -/
1. A frantic, zealous guru with a mighty, mystic mind,
Beseeches us to leave our unenlightened ways behind,
“Feel the power of the mighty Stock Exchange!”,
Arms wide open and his eyes are very strange
Be A Crap Vegan
words and music by Paul Spencer, 2005
Verse:
G - - /Bm - - /Em - - /D - - /D - - /
G - - /G - - /Em - - /D - - /D - - /
G - - /Bm - - /Em - - /D - - /D - - /
G - /G - /D - /G - /
Chorus:
G - /G - /C - /Am - /
D - /Em - /D - /D - /
C- /G - /D - /C - /
G C /G D /G - /G - /
Poor people starve from the moment they're born,
Working all day growing soya and corn,
At the end of the year they're still broke and forlorn,
And the food gets eaten by cows and pigs.
Fear
Fear
words and music by Paul Spencer, 2000
D - - - / C#dim7 - - - / D - - - / D - - - /
D - - - / Bm - - - / Bm - - - /
Em - - - / Cmaj7 - - - / F#m - - - / F#m - - - /
Adim7 - - - / B7 - - - / B7 - - - /
Em - - - / A - G - / D - - - / D - - - /
Fear comes down up on me in the dark,
Though not quite unexpected,
My impulse is to run, hide away,
Hope I’m not detected,
I can’t escape, the fear is in my heart.
Scampering I leave my friends behind,
The fear I carry with me,
Now it has me totally entranced,
My resistance fails swiftly,
Freaks
words and music by Paul Spencer, 1999
Bm - - - / D - - - / Bm - - - / Bm - - - /
Em - - - / A - - - / G - - - /E - E7 - /
A - - - / E - E7 - / A - - - / A - - - /
Bm - - - / C#m - - - / D - Bm - / D - - - /
A - - - / Bm - C#m - / A - - - / A - - - /
E - - - / A - - - /Bm - - - / E - - - /
C#m - - - / C#m - - - / C#m - - - / C#m - - - /
D - - - / D - - - / A - - - / D - - - /
G - / G - / A - / A - /
D - / G D / G Em / A - /
Bm - / Em - / G - / G - /
D - / G Em / D A / D - /
1.There are strange people living in the city,
They shave their chins and armpits and dress up like cement,
Their nervous eyes evoke a sense of pity,
They’ve bought themselves a prison, which was never their intent.
It's Really Bad
words and music by Paul Spencer, 2006
1. Plague and fire, drought and storm,
CHORUS: Doom, death and destruction,
Ain’t the planet nice and warm?
CHORUS: Everything’s crap. Its’ really bad.
Keep the Prices Low
words by Paul Spencer, 2001
music by Paul Spencer and John Spencer, 2001
ideas by Paul, John and Liam Spencer
1. Strategic business management,
(CHORUS): Keep the prices low,
Minimising money spent,
(CHORUS): Keep the prices low,
Efficient operations, economies of scale,
And other words to make it sound like wisdom will prevail,
(CHORUS): Do anything, anything
Just keep the prices low.
Make Some Music
(banner-drops and lock-on pipes)
words by Paul Spencer, 1996
traditional Irish tune “Maggie May”
1. I hate the Liberal Party,
With a passion deep and hearty,
So I voted for the Labor Party man,
But the lying little weevil
Turned out just as bloody evil,
It’s clear he’s out to break us if he can.
A Word for Freedom
words and music by Paul Spencer, 2003
1. Remember when democracy meant freedom,
It used to mean equality and liberty and even things like peace and love and sharing were implied,
Now it means a ballot box to vote for thugs in suits,
But I'm still holding onto it, remembering the roots and all the dreams it signified.