Top Songs By The Bar Stool Preachers
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Bar Stool Preachers
Performer
Alexander Whibley-Conway
Drums
Alexander Hay
Synthesiser
Tom J. McFaull
Lead Vocals
Thomas Gibbs
Electric Guitar
Karl Jeffery
Electric Bass Guitar
Karl Smith
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexander Whibley-Conway
Songwriter
Thomas James McFaull
Songwriter
Alexander Hay
Songwriter
Thomas Gibbs
Songwriter
Karl Jeffery
Songwriter
Karl Smith
Songwriter
Lyrics
I took the 49 night bus back across town
Jumped off where red sky meets the grey walls
A fascist on the shop's radio saying racism just aint racist any more
But I know my land
Histories of blood etched with truth on my path
And in this town, keeping a level head and an open heart
Don't seem to be the place that most people start
Billy
Bragg don't play on radio 1. Not any more
Billy Bragg don't play on radio 1
By now!
You should've seen the pattern
Anything you want is never gonna happen
Do you sit back
And accept the fact that
Anything you want is never gonna happen?
So alone
So apart, so wrapped up in guilt
They distracted you with headlines so you never knew how you felt
They taught you to hate
To be proud of an empire you didn't create
A global blueprint for a neo-fascist state
It's the immigrants!
Scream the expats
From some sunny beach in Spain
They moved out for a last ditch effort of some fun
Whilst others run from bullets like rain
Johnny Foreigner!
Johnny Foreigner!
Johnny Foreigner!
They all cry
The prime minister
Pleased to meet ya
I'm sure he's a real nice... yeah whatever
By now!
You should've seen the pattern
Anything you want is never gonna happen
Do you sit back
And accept the fact that
Anything you want is never gonna happen?
The American Dream is a complex, Russia oppresses
Saudi Arabia is confused with strict rules and rich dresses
Our lungs are on fire, way down in Brazil
We sell the second world the medicines that made us most ill
The petrol. The oil. The need to compete
The trickle down lies
The hollow foods that we eat
Did you hear Samoa's obese?
There's McDonald's in Cuba
The working class is automated
Be a robot. Or an Über
You picked the lesser of two evils
When you could've picked freedom
You picked the lesser of two evils
Can you hear it?
Our time
Has come
By now!
You should've seen the pattern
Anything you want is never gonna happen
So do you sit back
And just accept the fact that
Anything you want is never gonna happen!
Writer(s): Karl Eric Trevor Jeffery, Alexander Duncan Hay, Alexander Huw Whibley-conway, Thomas James Mcfaull, Thomas Luke Gibbs, Karl Gary Smith
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