A Cochabamaba Me Voy
A Life Worth Living
All You Fascists Bound to Lose!
All You Frackers Bound to Lose!
Asikhatali
Axe the Bedroom Tax
B
Bandiera Rossa
Banks of Marble (two versions)
Batea,La
Bella Ciao
Better Fed Than Dead
Boycott Song,A
Bread and Roses
C
Cammell Laird:The Song of 37 men
Casey Jones the Union Scab
DE
Diggers’ Song,The
F
Fat Cat
Free Palestine Medley
Freedom is Coming!
G
G4S
H
H Bomb’s Thunder,The
I
I Ain’t Afraid
Internationale ,The
J
Jarama Valley (two versions)
Jericho, Wall Around
Joe Hill, The Ballad of
KL
Library Song
Limerick Soviet,The
M
May the Love / N
Nkosi Sikeleli Afrika
O
Oh I Do Want to Get an Education!
Oh Mr Cameron!
Ojos Azules
PQ
Palestine Ode to Joy
Pay Us Our Money Now!
Peace on Earth
Peace Songs and medley
Power in a Union,There is ( Billy Bragg)
Power in the Union,There is (Joe Hill)
Pueblo Unido,El
R
Raise Your Banners
Roll the Union On
Rosa’s Lovely Daughters
S
Save the Libraries for Me!
Siya Hamba
Solidarity Forever
Stuff the Monarchy!
T
This Land is Your Land
Tory Boys’ Picnic
Tory Toffs
UV
Union Hall
Union Maid
WX
Wave Bye Bye to PFI!
We Are Women We Are Strong
We Will Not Go Down (In Gaza Tonight)
When This Afghan War is Over
Which Side Are You On?
World Turned Upside Down, The
WW1 Medley (Nov 2014)
YZ
You Won’t Be Fracking Long!
A Cochabamba Me Voy
(first verse slowly)
A Cochabamba me voy.
A Cochabamba señores
Cantarán los ruiseñores
A Cochabamba me voy.
Inti
A Cochabamba me voy
A Cochabamba señores
Cantarán los ruiseñores
A Cochabamba me voy
Inti pallá, (concomero)
inti pacá (concomero)
Inti pal norte, (concomero)
Inti pal west.
Cuidado con la CIA
Que vienen los gusanos
No maten a Debray
Y vámonos, hermanos.
Ratatatata se les perdieron
Ratatatata aparecieron
Ratatatata era mentira
Que se acabaron las guerrillas.
A Cochabamba me voy
A Cochabamba señores
Cantarán los ruiseñores
A Cochabamba me voy.
Inti
Liverpool Socialist Singers
Autumn 2015 www.liverpoolsocialistsingers.net
A Life Worth Living (G)
Words Pete Mcgovern Tune Solidarity for Ever / John Brown’s Body
Though we have all retired from the factory and the mill
From the mines and from the offices, that's where we learnt the drill
To stand and fight for what was right and yes we're fighting still
So for this we're marching on
Dignity in our retirement
No means test in our retirement
A life worth living in retirement
And for this we're marching on
When fighting for your country you were praised up to the skies
But now you're nonproductive it will come as no surprise
Their pledges were the pawnshop and their promises were lies
And for this we're marching on
CHORUS
And if the road gets heavy and you start to feel the strain
Lets educate the young ones so the principles remain
And if the message gets across our struggle's not in vain
Yes for this we're marching on
CHORUS X 2
All You Fascists Bound to Lose!
Woody Guthrie
I’m gonna tell you fascists
You may be surprised
The people in this world
Are getting organised
You’re bound to lose!
You fascists bound to lose!
All you fascists bound to lose:
All you fascists bound to lose:
All of you fascists bound to lose:
You’re bound to lose! You fascists bound to lose!
Race hatred cannot stop us
This one thing we know
That racism and bigotry
And greed have got to go.
You’re bound to lose!
You fascists bound to lose!
CHORUS
People of every colour
Marching side by side
Marching ‘cross these fields
Where a million fascists died
You’re bound to lose!
You fascists bound to lose!
CHORUS
I’m going into battle
I’ll take my union gun
We’ll end this world of slavery
Before this battle’s done
You’re bound to lose!
You fascists bound to lose!
CHORUS
All You Frackers Bound to Lose!
From 2013 G8 protest via Friends of the Earth. Tune All You Fascists Bound to Lose Woody Guthrie
I’m gonna tell you frackers, You may be surprised.
The people in this world
Are getting organised!
You’re bound to lose
You frackers – bound to lose!
All you frackers bound to lose!
All you frackers bound to lose!
All you frackers bound to lose!
You’re bound to lose! You frackers-bound to lose!
Your lying cannot stop us, This one thing we know.
Your bribery and lobbying And greed has got to go! You’re bound to lose
You frackers – bound to lose!
CHORUS
People of every nation Marching side by side
Marching ‘cross these fields where Their fracking plans will die
You’re bound to lose
You frackers – bound to lose!
CHORUS
I’m going in to this battle And I won’t need a gun
We’ll end these crazy gasman plans Before this battle’s won
You’re bound to lose
You frackers - bound to lose!
CHORUS x2
Liverpool Socialist Singers
Autumn 2015 www.liverpoolsocialistsingers.net
Asikhatali (G)
James Arthur Calata
Asikhatali noma siya boshwa
Sizimisel' inkululeko
Asikhatali noma siya boshwa
Sizimisel' inkululeko
Unzima lomthwalo
Ufuna madoda
Unzima lomthwalo
Ufuna madoda
We do not care if we go to prison
Our sprits are free and we live in hope.
We do not care if we go to prison
Our sprits are free and we live in hope.
A heavy (load) a heavy load
And it will take some (real) strength
A heavy (load) a heavy load
And it will take some (real) strength
Asikhatali noma siya boshwa
Sizimisel' inkululeko
Asikhatali noma siya boshwa
Sizimisel' inkululeko
Unzima lomthwalo
Ufuna madoda
Unzima lomthwalo
Ufuna madoda.
Axe the Bedroom Tax (C or D) Pete McGovern with new words by Catharine Percy Huskisson
In our Liverpool homes, in our Liverpool homes, There’s a tax on our bedrooms and it isn’t fair If they find one too many they’ll tell us its spare In our Liverpool homes
We moved to this house when the boys were just born And now that they’re big they’ve got rooms of their own We try very hard to keep up with the rent But we’ll have to move on cos our money’s all spent
CHORUS
I live in a terrace two up and two down My daughter’s just gone to get work out of town If she takes the job I’ll be walking about The benefit’s cut, and I’ll have to move out
CHORUS
My home’s on the 8th floor,its where we were placed But now its just me they are taxing the space I can’t take the worry, I don’t want to go Away from the people and places I know
CHORUS
They didnt tax mansions,they thought it too mean To charge millionaires who are living the dream So they’ve hit us instead - but we’ve brought an axe And together we’ll chop up the cruel bedroom tax!
CHORUS
Bandiera Rossa (D)
(Italian anti-fascist song)
Avanti popolo, a la rescossa
Bandiera rossa, bandiera rossa
Avanti popolo, a la rescossa
Bandiera rossa trionfera
CHORUS.
Bandiera rossa trionfera
Bandiera rossa trionfera
Bandiera rossa trionfera
Evviva socialismo e la liberta!
Arise you people, unto the struggle,
The red flag flying, the red flag flying.
Arise you people, unto the struggle,
The red flag flying triumphantly.
CHORUS.
Arise you workers, fling to the breeze
The scarlet banner, the scarlet banner
Arise you workers, fling to the breeze
The scarlet banner triumphantly.
CHORUS.
Non piu nemici, non piu frontere,
Son i confini rossa bandiere,
O proletari alla rescossa
Bandiera rossa trionfera.
CHORUS
Avanti popolo, a la rescossa
Bandiera rossa, bandiera rossa
Avanti popolo, a la rescossa
Bandiera rossa trionfera
CHORUS.
Liverpool Socialist Singers
Autumn 2013 www.liverpoolsocialistsingers.net
Banks of Marble (trad) (F)
Les Rice with extra verses 4,6 and 7 from The Little Red Song book 1995
I’ve travelled ‘round this country, From shore to shining shore
And it really made me wonder At` the things I heard and saw
I saw the poor dirt farmer, Ploughing sod and loam.
I heard the auction hammer A- knocking down his home.
CHORUS
But the banks are made of marble,
With a guard at every door.
And the vaults were full of silver That the (farmer) sweated for.
I saw the sailors standing, Idly by the shore
I heard the bosses saying ‘Got no work for you no more’
CHORUS
I saw the women working, In the sweatshop and the store.
In the office and the factory, And at home they scrubbed the floor.
CHORUS
I saw the worn out miners, Scrubbing coal dust from their backs.
I heard their children crying, ‘Got no coal to heat these shacks’
CHORUS
I saw my mother working, From dawn to setting sun
I heard her saying softly ‘Womens’ work is never done’
CHORUS
I saw call centre workers,
Their eyes and fingers tired,
I heard the bosses saying, ‘Hurry up or you’ll be fired’
CHORUS
I’ve seen my fellow workers Throughout this mighty land
We will fight to get together In One Big Union grand
LAST CHORUS
Then we’ll own these banks of marble
And we’ll open every door
And we’ll share those vaults of silver, That we all have sweated for!
Banks of Marble (new) (F)
Original words and tune by Les Rice. New words by CPH
I have travelled round this country
From shore to shining shore
It really made me wonder
At the things I heard and saw.
I have seen our welfare system
Being crushed in Tory jaws.
For the devil takes the hindmost
When you’re old and sick and poor.
CHORUS:
But the banks are made of marble.
With a guard at every door.
And they’re stuffed with gold and silver
That the workers sweated for.
I have seen those politicians
With hearts as hard as clay.
And I’ve seen those public workers
Watch their pensions stripped away.
I have seen those greedy bankers
Grabbing bonuses galore.
While they bring the whole world crashing
Down on the dealing floor.
CHORUS
I have seen those third world sweatshops
Make cheap goods for first world stores.
And I’ve seen those third world workers
Being turned back from our shore.
I’ve seen gluttony and profit
Undermine our children’s schools.
For the kids just lost their birthright
Under competition’s rules.
CHORUS
I have seen our great health service
Being sold for private greed.
Drained of its very lifeblood
In the name of public need.
I have spoken to my comrades
Fighting back throughout this land
And I've said let's get together
And together make a stand.
We’ll tear down those banks of marble,
Till they’re rubble on the floor.
And we’ll use that gold and silver
To make rich lives for the poor.
La Batea
Mira la batea, como se manea,
Como se manea el agua en la batea
Mira la batea, como se manea,
Como se manea el agua en la batea
Por los cinco continentes (highs)
que barbaridad (lows)
Crece fuerte la corriente (highs), que felicidad (lows)
Por los cinco continentes (highs), que barbaridad (lows)
Crece fuerte la corriente (highs), que felicidad (lows)
La corriente de la gente
Que libera otra manera de pensar.
Mira la batea, como se manea,
Como se manea el agua en la batea
Mira la batea, como se manea,
Como se manea el agua en la batea
Si ha cambiado el mecanismo, (highs) que barbaridad (lows)
Tambien cambia el erotismo (highs)
que felicidad (lows)
Si ha cambiado el mecanismo, (highs)
que barbaridad (lows)
Tambien cambia el erotismo (highs),
que felicidad (lows)
Así mismo, por lo mismo
Las posturas las mas duras cambiaran.
Mira la batea, como se manea,
Como se manea el agua en la batea
Mira la batea, como se manea,
Como se manea el agua en la batea
La batea (highs
Se manea (lows)
Se manea (highs) La batea (lows)
La batea, la batea (highs)
La batea, la batea (lows)
Se manea, se manea (highs), Se manea, se manea (lows)
Se manea, se manea (highs), La batea, la batea (lows)
La batea (highs), la batea (lows)
Mira la batea, como se manea,
Como se manea el agua en la batea
Mira la batea, como se manea,
Como se manea el agua en la batea.
La batea (highs),
Se manea (lows)
Se manea (highs), La batea (lows)
La corriente de la gente,
Que libera otra manera de pensar.
Liverpool Socialist Singers
Autumn 2013 www.liverpoolsocialistsingers.net
Bella Ciao (Dmin)
Adapted from an Italian antifascist song with new words by Catharine Percy Huskisson
Oh we are singing against war makers
O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao ciao ciao
We are singing against war makers
We need to stop them now!
Oh we are singing for bread and justice
O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao ciao ciao
We are singing for bread and justice
And a revolution now!
Oh we are singing for peace and freedom
O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao ciao ciao
We are singing for peace and freedom
We will not be silenced now!
Oh the bankers get all the favours
Bella ciao, Bella ciao, Bella ciao, ciao ciao
Oh the bankers get all the favours
And we need to change that now
Don’t be fooled by talk of recession
Bella ciao, Bella ciao, Bella ciao, ciao ciao
Don’t be fooled by talk of recession
The rich stay rich the poor stay poor
Come join a union to fight injustice
Bella ciao, Bella ciao, Bella ciao, ciao ciao
Join a union to fight injustice
And to bring the bosses down
We stand together, against all fascists,
Bella ciao, Bella ciao, Bella ciao, ciao ciao,
We stand together, against all fascists,
And united we are strong.
We can win if we stand together
Bella ciao, Bella ciao, Bella ciao, ciao ciao
We can win if we stand together
But divided we will fall
Support the struggle and raise your voices
Bella ciao, Bella ciao, Bella ciao, ciao ciao
Support the struggle and raise your voices
We will make them hear us now.
Better Fed than Dead (F)
Tune Daisy Bell by Harry Dacre, Words from the Peace Movement