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kill him, he's a socialist - full band - seb lowe lyrics

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[verse 1]
k!ll him, he’s a socialist sir!
in order to ensure the freedom which socialism prevents
we’ll make you vote for two similar parties
no change of events
know we’ll engineer your ‘consent’
the mythical, miracle, cynical, criminal: the greatest leader you’ve ever seen!
a propaganda machine
news articles, chat shows, magazines
people love it when there’s blood on their screen!

yeah it’s the rise of the planet of the proletariatic
am i leftist? revolutionary? or fanatic?
big man, middle man, dancing on the little man
i don’t promote war, but we’ll massacre your parliament!

take your great british flags to the cliffs of dover
throw ’em in the channel when it’s over!
and your bourgeois battalions in range rovers
can go and ‘tut, tut’ while we print our posters there
and if n0body cares we’ll f*cking build a new jerusalem in parliament square!

[verse 2]
k!ll him! he’s not one of us boy!
i see a nation of scared little kids
to there, i see the birth of a troy
stick ’em up with a nine*to*five
leave the sk!lled alive and make ’em work, or they die
proper operation for the few, f*ck you!
i see the bones of an international coup
what you gonna do when the troves of the working scum
make a unified decision to go bite your own thumb?
and if the lovely little folks on the hill, with their will
to not acknowledge they’re at all responsible
because they’re so f*cking passive when they k!ll
it’s not a gun, it’s a bl**dy university sk!ll

[verse 3]
death to the communist sir, that’s a dirty word
we’ll make the f*ckers under thirty yeah
got to tell you i got somewhere to be
do whatever the f*ck makes you happy
how f*cking easy
life, libby, pursue a caste
let the sick little bobby hold you back?
i’m holding back, bobby have a heart attack
not a rat race, a double marathon and you’re last regardless
we don’t want a world*first state, no way
i work for myself and that’s from the money to the dinner plate
f*ck all of their healthcare state
the state that goes and educates but not a state to tax a wage
nah, that’s sh*t
i’ve said it once, i’ll say it twice
k!ll him he’s a socialist sir!

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