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Peace And Freedom
Peace And Freedom
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Rigs Of The Time
A few new verses (written March '09) to an old favourite which will go on as long as people are singing.

Here's to those City bankers, I must bring them in
With their seven-figure salaries, they think it no sin
They've brought on recession, and it's going to get worse
But their pensions and bonuses have to come first

Honesty's all out of fashion
These are the rigs of the time, time, me boys
These are the rigs of the time

And next the gangmasters, I must bring them in
Importing skilled labour, they think it no sin
Paying chippies and bricklayers minimum wage
No wonder our tradesmen get all in a rage

Honesty's all out of fashion
These are the rigs of the time, time, me boys
These are the rigs of the time

Now those government ministers, let's bring them in
Charge two homes on expenses and think it no sin
But we must understand, they've such difficult lives
That they're forced to give jobs to their husbands and wives

Honesty's all out of fashion
These are the rigs of the time, time, me boys
These are the rigs of the time


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