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BARD COMPANY: Northern Powerhouse

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John Deresonator Superb Album fellas! Hard hitting lyrics and excellent instrumenation whjch complements the poetry. Smashing it out of the park. Again. Nary a bad track.
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This Machine Kills Fascists He was the dust bowl troubadour A Socialist down to the core Resist the rich protect the poor This machine Kills Fascists Dylan, Ochs and Johnny Cash Seeger, Strummer, Billy Bragg All of them would raise his flag This Machine Kills Fascists CHORUS He was never a communist He was simply an activist He just asked you to raise your fists This Machine Kills Fascists [This Machine Kills Fascists] He plied his trade on Texas streets Busking to earn some money to eat Harmonica blues and folk heartbeat This Machine Kills Fascists Moved to Cali-forn-i-a No jobs to work just bills to pay Writing his songs every day This Machine Kills Fascists CHORUS BREAK From Oklahoma bound for glory Telling a true working class story Rebel heart and outlawry This Machine Kills Fascists This Land is Your Land it was said Kept a roof over his head He hated Hitler, wished him dead This Machine Kills Fascists CHORUS He left this earth in sixty-seven Measure well the gifts he’s given Woody Guthrie sings in heaven This Machine Kills Fascists He was never a communist He was simply an activist He just asked you to raise your fists This Machine Kills Fascists [REPEAT X2] This Machine Kills Fascists [REPEAT X3]
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Unsung heroes It's a matter now of life or death on our town and city streets for families living on the poverty line just trying to make ends meet But, it's a painful choice, when you have no voice to buy food or pay for heat So it's times like this we clench a fist and salute our unsung heroes It takes a humble landlady to open up her heart she says she saves one life at a time but she's only playing her part so she uses her pub, as a community hub to give homeless folk a fresh start it's times like this we clench a fist and salute our unsung heroes Cos when you ask for help they say go to hell and find somewhere else to sleep So it's times like this we clench a fist and salute our unsung heroes It takes a justice fighting troubadour to stand up for what is right He campaigns tirelessly to give those in the dark some light he travels the land, a guitar in his hand he will never give up the fight it's times like this we clench a fist and salute our unsung heroes a pastor in a northern town feeds his flock out on the streets under the lights tears in his eyes to help is what he believes he delivers food to the neighbourhood so they get something to eat So it's times like this we clench a fist and salute our unsung heroes Cos when you ask for help they say go to hell and find somewhere else to sleep So it's times like this we clench a fist and salute our unsung heroes BREAK It's still a matter of life and death on our town and city streets for families living on the poverty line just trying to make ends meet Cos when you ask for help they say go to hell and find somewhere else to sleep it's times like this we clench a fist and salute our unsung heroes it's times like this we clench a fist and salute our unsung heroes it's times like this we clench a fist and salute our unsung heroes
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Walls Of Stone They only went out To have some fun On a Greenwich Village night In a Stonewall pub That was Mafia-run No stomach for a fight Banned from all the hetero bars They danced in their safe haven But the police and God And the Moral Squad Decided it was time to raid ‘em CHORUS Whatever your sexuality You’ll never stand alone No level of police brutality Will drive you from your home We’ll stand with you like walls of stone We’ll stand with you like walls of stone As heavy-handed New York cops Arrested each drag queen They brought the party to a stop And labelled them obscene But up stepped Marsha Johnson And she kicked up a fuss She said ‘No pride for some of us, Without liberty for all of us …’ No pride for some of us Without liberty for all [REPEAT X4] CHORUS BREAK When all the colours of the rainbow Shine a light on equal rights When people are who they want to be Transparent in plain sight When homophobes are silenced And bigotry is last week’s news You can dance instead of rioting throwing any shapes you choose CHORUS [REPEAT X2] We’ll stand with you like walls of stone We’ll stand with you like walls of stone
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The Thunder and the Bombs Turning on the TV screen a pair of vacant eyes another child, a war torn land to numb to even cry an evil tyrant doesn't care about damage that they wreak with no remorse for those lives lost or terror victims see CHORUS Somewhere in the world tonight there's thunder rolling in And somewhere in the world tonight the bombs are falling As tanks they come a rollin' in in the underground they hide another night of fear for all the sirens haunt the night Palestine and Syria The Yemen, now Ukraine despots look for land to rule and someone else to blame And CHORUS It won't be in our lifetimes so we keep our dreams ah but maybe in our children's lives the world will see some peace So we fight for a better world to put life in children's eyes to rid their land of foreign troops and bombers from their skies so we stand hand in hand with the victims in their plight although we cannot change the world at least we know we tried And CHORUS AND CHORUS the bombs are falling the bombs are falling
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The Battle Of Holbeck Moor The day the Fascists came to Leeds And faced the Yorkshire grit Of local folk who travelled there From every mill and pit To face them down on Holbeck Moor and still their twisted tongue. That day a famous battle would be fought And would be won. The Leylands had been daubed in paint Swastikas and the like But in the pubs and factories there growled the Yorkshire tyke so thirty thousand residents stepped out that fateful day and faced old Mosley’s blackshirt’s with a will to make them pay – hey! The day the Fascists came to Leeds The days the Fascists ran From working class resistance Was the day we proved we can Turn back the rich and powerful although oppressed and poor We learned a hard fought lesson there On the fields of Holbeck Moor The corrupt Lord was raised up On the flat roof of a van But couldn’t get his words to flow To hatch his evil plan As the crowd hurled rocks and cobbles And many of them sang The rousing tones of the Red Flag Many Fascists turned and ran CHORUS BREAK Police protection couldn’t help The brutes of the far Right When every man and woman there Was ready for the fight John Hodgson raised the biggest cheer As a well aimed cobble stone Hit Mosely flush upon his brow and raised a Nazi moan. CHORUS [REPEAT X2] We learned a hard fought lesson there On the fields of Holbeck Moor [REPEAT X2]
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The Women Of Dagenham Ford Back in 1968 Down at the Dagenham plant They paid just half the going rate Till the women made a stand Fighting for equality Their hearts filled up with pride They battled gender poverty With God and Barbara Castle on their side CHORUS They raised their voices Clenched their fists And stood up to the board Our comrades and our sisters The women of Dagenham Ford They all believed that one fine day The women would get equal pay They refused to be ignored The women of Dagenham Ford Sisters on an all-out strike Their jobs and lives down-graded They fought to earn a living wage Till the management misers paid it The rights of women everywhere To fight for mother’s Pride Demanding only their fair share With God and Mrs Pankhurst on their side CHORUS Our sisters must be treasured And Karl Marx said it best ‘Social progress should be measured By the position of the female sex’ CHORUS They refused to be ignored The women of Dagenham Ford
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Make A Stand 03:49
Make a Stand You sit there in your ivory tower you couldn't give a damn You sit there on your seat of power saying you understand You're living in another world you don't know how it feels Arguing between yourselves when will you get real? CHORUS Cos you've no idea what the people fear or the misery across the land well we've had enough, it's time to rise up It's time to make a stand How can you be so out of touch you haven't got a clue While desperate folk take their lives they don't know what else to do Stop selling us down the river and listen to our plea you've got blood upon your hands it’s plain for all to see CHORUS So when will someone listen to us And what the people need when will you put others first Instead of your own greed? BREAK We don’t believe the lies you tell we’ve heard them all before The vision of this land you sell is rotten to the core It’s time you took it on the chin for the damage you have done You’re just a bunch of liars nothing gained and nothing won CHORUS Yeah you've no idea what the people fear or the misery across the land well we've had enough, it's time to rise up It's time to make a stand It's time to make a stand It's time to make a stand
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Ruby Went To School Today In November 1960, Ruby Nell Bridges became the first black pupil to attend William Frantz Elementary School in Louisiana after she passed the entrance test at a time when segregated schooling was declared unconstitutional; in her adult life she became an activist in the US Civil Rights Movement. They segregate to educate To teach their children how to hate To close their minds and close the gates Use entrance tests to seal their fate To build brick walls in southern states And keep intruders in their place All their hearts were filled with hate Yet still they sang Amazing Grace CHORUS And they screamed and cursed And they booed and hissed And they spat at her And they shook their fists A baying herd of supremacists They shamed the USA But Ruby went to school today Ruby went to school You can be any colour you like To join our school, as long as you’re white It’s in your genes, you won’t be bright You’ll never learn to read and write But Ruby Nell she took a stance She passed the test at William Frantz Demanded that she earned her chance led racist folk a merry dance CHORUS BREAK A tiny coffin, black doll inside They threatened poison to the child But Ruby Nell walked on with pride With federal marshals by her side dad lost his job at the local store Refused to serve them any more The school saw all white kids withdraw But Ruby Nell walked through that door CHORUS [REPEAT x2] Yes Ruby went to school today Ruby went to school
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Screaming Blue Murder I’m screaming Blue Murder at the state of the nation and how we blame our ills on Muslims and immigration - talking about people as though they’re an infestation. I’m screaming Blue Murder. I’m screaming Blue Murder at the Banker’s greed and the people on the street who we can’t seem to feed - the way that we trample on sexuality and creed. I’m screaming Blue Murder. I’m screaming Blue Murder at the disheartening mess of the education system, transport and the NHS - how we’re going to get out of it is anybody’s guess. I’m screaming Blue Murder. I’m screaming Blue Murder at the neo-Fascist’s rise, about how we’re indoctrinated by Tory newspaper lies and the way we look away when an industry dies. I’m screaming Blue Murder. I’m screaming Blue Murder that the rich are getting more while zero hour contracts are hammering the poor and the way we still find money to support another war I’m screaming Blue Murder. I’m screaming Blue Murder at intolerance and hate, the way you can’t criticise a Persecution State without being dragged into anti semitic debate. I’m screaming Blue Murder. I’m screaming Blue Murder for all of the bluster and fuss caused by unsupported facts on the side of a bus - how just one third of the country somehow speak for all of us. I’m screaming Blue Murder. I’m screaming Blue Murder at what this government’s done to the weak and vulnerable, to the poor man and his son - and as they stand accused with their smoking gun I’m screaming Blue Murder My heart is on the left and my blood is red. Austerity doesn’t work, it has to be said. Our ethics and our values are morally dead. I’m screaming Blue Murder I’m screaming Blue Murder I’m screaming Blue Murder I’m screaming Blue Murder I’m screaming Blue Murder I’m screaming Blue Murder I’m screaming Blue Murder I’m screaming Blue Murder
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Worker's Song Yeh, this one's for the workers who toil night and day By hand and by brain to earn your pay Who for centuries long past for no more than your bread Have bled for your countries and counted your dead In the factories and mills, in the shipyards and mines We've often been told to keep up with the times For our skills are not needed, they've streamlined the job And with sliderule and stopwatch our pride they have robbed CHORUS We're the first ones to starve, we're the first ones to die The first ones in line for that pie-in-the-sky And we're always the last when the cream is shared out For the worker is working when the fat cat's about And when the sky darkens and the prospect is war Who's given a gun and then pushed to the fore And expected to die for the land of our birth Though we've never owned one lousy handful of earth? CHORUS BREAK We're the first ones to starve, we're the first ones to die The first ones in line for that pie-in-the-sky And we're always the last when the cream is shared out For the worker is working when the fat cat's about CHORUS And all of these things the worker has done From tilling the fields to carrying the gun We've been yoked to the plough since time first began And always expected to carry the can CHORUS [REPEAT X2]
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Be More Bard We are Bard Company The wrinkliest boy band Ever to grace a stage In this green and pleasant land We’re coming to your town Our words are like a shard Don’t be a Fascist Be more Bard CHORUS We’re not posh or smarmy We’re northern and barmy Come and join the Bard Army And BE MORE BARD! Rocky likes heavy metal he likes to play it loud He’s also a socialist working class and proud His music’s like his politics in your face and hard Don’t be a Racist Be More Bard CHORUS Punky wants to tell you that punk’ not dead He doesn’t like the colour blue cos his blood runs red He supports the vulnerable and the socially scarred Don’t be Elitist Be more Bard CHORUS Bolshie makes a stand against the tory elite He dances to the sound of that socialist beat Holds the government to account is always on his guard Don’t be a Tory Be more Bard CHORUS BREAK Yes we’re here to tell you This is our calling card We’re a Northern Powerhouse Our heads are never bowed ROCKY, BOLSHIE, PUNKY Respect to our crowd Come on everybody And BE MORE BARD! CHORUS (REPEAT X2] Hey Ho Let’s go! - Hell Yeah! - Power To The People

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released July 28, 2022

Recorded at The Music Projects, Wigan (May-July 2022)
Rocky Bard (Ian Whiteley) Vocals/Backing Vocals (Lyrics: 1, 5, 9, 11)
Punky Bard (Jeff Dawson) Vocals/Backing Vocals (Lyrics: 2, 4, 7) Bolshie Bard (Tony Kinsella) Vocals/Backing Vocals (Lyrics: 3, 6, 8)
Merry Bard (John Kettle) Instrumentation/Backing Vocals (All Music)
Track 10: ‘Worker’s Song’ words & music by Ed Pickford
PRODUCED & ENGINEERED by Merry Bard

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