Paul Spencer - lyrics

Take Me There

paul — Mon, 15 Feb 2010 15:22:28 +1100

Take Me There
(a lullaby for pinkos)

words and music by Paul Spencer 2010

      C                 Dm                           Em                        Am
1. How I'd love to find the world where right-wing nutjobs live,
       F            C
Oh take me there,
             F
To that world that's on the brink of being over-run by pinkos,
Bb           C
Take me there,
                 G
Where the Left is all united and assembled into fighter units,
F        C         Dm
Hidden everywhere,
G            C
Take me there.

Take Our Funds, NGOs

paul — Fri, 04 Dec 2009 09:38:17 +1100

(Can you guess the tune?)

1. Almost Nike, Cancer Council,
Heart Foundation, Amnesty or Greenpeace,
Work is cold there, colder than you'd think,
But warmer than in politics, or at Centrelink.

Chorus
NGOs, take our funds,
From the place they belong,
Cut campaigning, work on branding,
Take our funds, NGOs.

Disaster Relief

paul — Mon, 05 Oct 2009 14:18:31 +1100

Disaster Relief

Chorus:

D - A D
A D
D - A D
D - - -AD -

Gonna a be such a great relief,
When disaster comes,
Gonna be such a great relief,
When we look out the window and the world's been struck with disaster.

Please Do What You Can

paul — Thu, 29 Mar 2007 16:42:44 +1000

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

paul — Thu, 29 Mar 2007 16:36:21 +1000

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

paul — Thu, 29 Mar 2007 15:19:03 +1000

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

paul — Wed, 15 Nov 2006 14:03:05 +1100

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.

Come the Global Calamity

paul — Wed, 15 Nov 2006 14:02:36 +1100

Come the Global Calamity

words by Paul Spencer, 2003
traditional Irish tune The Disused Railway

Bm - - /Bm - A /G - - /Bm F#m Bm /
Bm - - /Bm - A /G - - /Bm F#m Bm /

D - - /D - A /D - - /Bm - - /
D - - /A - - /G - - /Bm F#m Bm /

Watching telly hypnotically,
Spending money neurotically,
Making choices robotically,
Turning into a slave.
School to make me employable,
Work to make me reliable,
Just when life gets enjoyable,
Lay me into my grave.

Co-operation Reigns

paul — Wed, 15 Nov 2006 14:02:06 +1100

Co-operation Reigns

words by Paul Spencer, 1996
traditional Irish tune I’m Leaving Tipperary

G - - - /C - G - /G - - - /D - - - /
G - - - /C- G - /G - D - /G - - - /
G - - - /C - G - /G - - - /D - - - /
G - - - /C- G - /G - D - /G - - - /

G - - - / G - - - /G - - - /D - - - /
G - - - / Em - - - /C - D - /G - - - /
G - - - /Em - - - /A7 - - - /D7 - - - /
G - D - /C - G - /C - D - /G - C D/

Although we live beneath the cloud of greedy corporations,
We must believe we will achieve our proper liberation,
The world of business marches on as though it can’t be halted,
But tyrants past have fallen down when peasants have revolted.

Dreamers

paul — Wed, 15 Nov 2006 14:01:33 +1100

Dreamers

words and music by Paul Spencer, 2004

C - - - / Dm - - - /
Em - - - / Em - - - / F - - - / G - - - /
C - - - / F - - - / G - - - /
C - - - / C - Em - / Em - - - /
Dm - - - / Dm - - - /
F - - - / F - - - /
C - - - / C - - - / Dm - - - / Dm - - - /
G - - - / G - - - / C - - - / Em - - - / Am - - - / Am - - - /

You can see them sometimes staring,
Looking to the future with a far-away gaze,
CHORUS: Dreamers, so out of touch
Or eyes ablaze, inciting you to war,
CHORUS: Could be dangerous,
Or sometimes just proclaiming things,
Bad ideas you've heard and laughed at twenty times before,
CHORUS: Such ideals, poor, sad fools.