MILLSTONE GRIT

14 years old, head down on a pushbike

set on your goal, to make for the hills

where the soft scruffy lowlands make way for the stone walls

and the becks flash with silver

and the slates shine with rain

Such a lonely beauty

your hands are so cold

but you’re glad to be up here

in the rocks and the fog

down in the lowlands

you wish they could see

away from the hedgerows

how it feels to be free

There is a power inside of you

a driving unstoppable energy

the world isn’t big enough for all you want to give to it

so you ring your bell

and watch the sheep run

Such a lonely beauty

your hands are so cold

but you’re glad to be up here

in the rocks and the fog

down in the city

you know they would see

away from the smokestacks

how it feels to be free

SOME OTHER KID, BELTING UP THE SNAKE ROAD

CROSS THE RESERVOIRS, WHERE THE LANCASTERS DROPPED

AND THE WATERS ROSE, AND THE CHURCH DISAPPEARED

DROP YOUR BIKES IN THE BRACKEN, CLIMB UP FOR THE VIEW

YOU CAN SEE CLEARLY NOW

CAN YOU HEAR THE CURLEW CRY – WHY WHY WHY?

Now you’re out on the top

and it’s such a long way home

to the north and the east

is the land you don’t know

maybe some other kid’s out there up on it

where the limestone gives way

to the millstone grit

CHORUS

MILLSTONE GRIT

JUSTICE

how many times have i been told

that it is best

to hold it in

how many times have i been told

that’s not the way

that things are done

how many times have i had to watch

my brothers fall

without a trace

how many times have i had to see

the mothers shake

when they pass that place

the flowers wilt

the anger burns on still

i want revenge

i want justice

i want revenge

the only thing they’ll understand

i want revenge

i want justice

i want revenge

i was glad

when they burned

that barracks down!

vengeance is mine says the lord

i’ll set up a public inquiry

so now i’m paying to be ignored

from the riot shield to the diary

mem’ry of the collective

let us right this wrong

how many times have i been told

channel your anger

somewhere else

how many times have i turned it in

on someone i love

or on my self

I’m sick and tired of being patronised

by suits too scared to tell their folk

how many scars on both my cheeks

how many wills

made for the meek

the flowers wilt

the anger burns on still

i want revenge

i want justice

i want revenge

the only thing they’ll understand

i want revenge

i want justice

i want revenge

i was glad

when they tore

that statue down!

JUSTICE

THE KID WITH THE KEYS TO THE KITCHEN

He’s the kid with the keys to the kitchen

and he smiles as he waves them in the air

while we stand in line, snigg’rin and bitching

waiting to go in and get our share

and when we’ve cooked everything that he’s asked us

and put everything back in its place

then he’ll let us out with our rations

on our old school dinner trays

and we smile as we pass through the doorway

and say thanks, and you’re the man

because tomorrow we know we’ll be hungry

and we’ll have to come here again

THE KID WITH THE KEYS TO THE KITCHEN

tale of 2 cities

duplo rainbow

soft applause

cynthia’s come back

from the war

she can’t talk to

u no more

send that black girl

to the fray

let that white boy

bring your tray

and stay

out of the way

see emily say:

it’s a tale

it’s a tale of 2 cities

and u can’t sit

u just can’t see it

warning lights

squeaky brakes

keep her going

for my sake

only so much

she can take

yesterday

life was tough

q 4 scraps

at the trough

now the trough’s

been boarded up

see emily say:

it’s a tale

it’s a tale of 2 cities

and u can’t sit

u just can’t see it

don’t clap 4 me auntie tina

i never signed up    2 die young

i never signed up    2 bail u out

i never messed with captain tom

next time u c me

u better run

got your mama

in a cage

keep the numbers

off the page

keep on working

hold your rage

smell the tears

of market clowns

know which side

the butter’s on

words fly out

hearts go zoom

tale of 2 cities

THE TRIAL

Watching the tv

don’t want to believe

i saw you feed them

to the wolves

sisters and brothers

who’d cared for each other, &

cleared up the mess that

you left behind

Down in the city

we’re showing you something

you could join in with

to make it less bad

send in the henchmen

flailing and failing

look for our weak spots

send in your dad

Well find peace of mind

leave this all behind

for a while

struggle is so hard

in these times

coming from all sides

it’s a trial

See the umbrellas

wave after wave

no one to tell us

no one was saved

everyone’s frightened

coverin their asses

flicking the channels in

the homes of the brave

Well find peace of mind

leave this all behind

for a while

struggle is so hard

in these times

coming from all sides

it’s a trial


YOU’RE LIKE A SUNFLOWER IN THE RAIN

NOT KNOWING IF YOU’LL EVER BE DRY AGAIN

Sue Lin come on in

let me wipe the blood from your chin

next time that you go out

we are gonna come with you

Takin your baby

out on the dance floor

pressing your fist with

the one that you trust

tomorrow means running

just so you can stand still

tomorrow means something

and it always will

We’ll find peace of mind

leave this all behind

for a while

struggle is so hard

in these times

coming from all sides

it’s a trial

Well come back again

always find new strength

on our side

struggle is so hard

in these times

but we’re coming from all sides

it’s your trial

 

THE TRIAL

FIG ROLL LAUNDROMAT

I’m talkin ‘bout freedom

freedom for the pike

and his acolytes

I got a tongue

that can take care

of your parasites

if you treat me nice

I got eyes

that I can close

oh yeah

I’M A FIG ROLL LAUNDROMAT

A FIB REEL EUROCRAT

A GLIB DULL TORY FAG

OH YEAH

I’m neither one side

or the other, I

just sit and watch the fight

IF ONLY IF ONLY IF ONLY IF ONLY

IF ONLY THEY WOULD SEE THE LIGHT!

I vote for benefit cuts

from the safety of

my suburban hut

tell you how to live your life

(all the bootstraps you can buy)

give to my chosen charity

run a mixed economy

ride a hybrid meri

to       cra     cy

 

I’M A FIG ROLL LAUNDROMAT…

So don’t let me stop you

creating wealth

cos I provide services to

the National Health

bell ringing on a Thursday night

hand wringing when I’m in

the spot light

oh yeah

GET YOURSELF A YELLOW DOORMAT

I CAN WORK IN ANY FORMAT

WIFE AND KIDS, SUIT AND TIE OR

RAINBOW FLAG WHEN THERE’S

VOTES TO BUY

I’M A FIG ROLL LAUNDROMAT

A FIB REEL EUROCRAT

A GLIB DULL TORY FAG

OH YEAH

I’m neither one side

or the other, I

just sit and watch the fight

IF ONLY IF ONLY IF ONLY IF ONLY

IF ONLY THEY WOULD SEE THE LIGHT!

FIG ROLL LAUNDROMAT

MUDTHROWERS

Don’t think we don’t know what you’re doing

when you’re throwing mud around

trying to make clean man look dirty

so we throw him out of town

You can trap us on tv

saying things we don’t believe

but at home or on the street

well it’s there that we can breathe

There are no depths to which you will not stoop

when your power is at stake

there are no values you won’t twist

there are no saints you will not break

But we will still insist:

we are not the ones who sow the hate

Everyone down here is my sister

everyone down here is my brother

and if you find yourself above us

there’s a choice that you can make

We’re not saying we are saints

we’re not saying it’s all okay

but we know who’ll make it better

and we know the games you play

 

 

Wolfgang Küchler November 2019

MUDTHROWERS

LEAVE THEM ALL BEHIND

And as you leave them all behind

and move on to pastures new

just be prepared to be reminded

of all the things you didn’t do

_

You will forget them very quickly

at least the names will disappear

but they’ll remember you more clearly

as you shoot through the atmosphere

_

There he goes to take his place

he always knew how to walk tall

but i’m not joining in the race

to bruise my soul at the first wall:

HE NEVER MADE ME FEEL ANYTHING BUT SMALL

HE NEVER STOPPED TO HEAR MY SONG

HE NEVER SAW WHY I HAD TO CRAWL

TO GET THROUGH THE GAPS IN MY HORIZON

_

So now you see them at the bus stop

faces worn out long ago

searching for chances in the dustbowl

searching for comfort in the snow

_

And you have children of your own

they run a race for charity

but what to do when they come home

and say they fear to walk the streets

_

There he goes to take his place

he always knew how to walk tall

but i’m not joining in the race

to bruise my soul at the first wall:

YOU NEVER MADE ME FEEL ANYTHING BUT SMALL

YOU NEVER STOPPED TO HEAR MY SONG

YOU NEVER SAW WHY I HAD TO CRAWL

TO GET THROUGH THE GAPS IN MY HORIZON

_

GOOD TO SEE YOU’RE KEEPING IN SHAPE MY FRIEND

THEY BEAT ME TO A PULP BUT I GOT THERE IN THE END

COME DOWN FOR A PINT WITH ALL THE MISFITS SOME TIME SOON

BEFORE WE MEET AGAIN IN SOME RENTED ROOM

LEAVE THEM ALL BEHIND

DISRUPT GIRL

Well a girl’s always being interrupted

just when she’s got something to say

you say you can’t help it you’re corrupted

but you’re dragging us all down into your death

i shall use all my strength to disrupt this

& tell the truth till my last living day

_

I have heard all your stories, all your reasons

you need what you take and we should take it

to keep up with the Jones or go under

build up a thirst so we can slake it

_

And a girl’s always being interrupted…

_

I got more sympathy for the other guy

the one you were when you were young

but now that other guy’s ten thousand miles away

losing his right arm to the sun

_

And a girl’s always being interrupted…

_

TAKE IT TO THE BRIDGE……

You scowl from the wheel as you see me stand

the kingdom of Devon is in your hands

but it’s not too late to edit your dreams

find a new way to make custard creams

_

And a girl’s always being interrupted…

_

20th June 2019

DISRUPT GIRL

FESTIVAL GIRL

He’s not a young boy

he’s been around the block

he’s not a greenhorn

he know’s what’s comin’ down

and yet she leads him

out into the fields

and tries to show him

something else that’s real, and he says

 

SILENCE IS GOLDEN

BUT SHE’S HOLDING ON TO HER DREAMS

SILENCE IS GOLDEN

BUT SHE’S LOOKING AFTER THE STREAM

She’s for the best of all worlds

she is my festival girl

_

What was she doing

while he was running round

learning her sewing

tilling the stony ground

watching the birds fly

seeing where the bees suck

keeping her wings dry

waiting to run amuk, and he says

 

SILENCE IS GOLDEN

BUT SHE’S HOLDING ON TO HER DREAMS

SILENCE IS GOLDEN

BUT SHE’S LOOKING AFTER THE STREAM

She’s for the best of all worlds

she is my festival girl

_

She loves the hot sun, but she

hates her sticky clothes

she gives him warmth and

everything she knows

she’s got a question

for everything she sees

she’s got an answer

for everything he needs, and he sees

 

SHE’S GOT HER EARS WIDE OPEN, AND

HE’S TRYING TO KEEP UP WITH HER MIND

SHE’S GOT HER EARS WIDE OPEN, AND

HE’S TRYING TO KEEP IN WITH HER TIME

She’s for the best of all worlds

she is my festival girl

_

She flies the hour glass

from the side of her tent

was it worth waiting

till it’s nearly too late

he says: you could feed a family

on the cost of one of these

she says: you could feed a country

if you plant the right seeds

_

SHE’S GOT HER EARS WIDE OPEN, AND

HE’S TRYING TO KEEP UP WITH HER MIND

SHE’S GOT HER EARS WIDE OPEN, AND

HE’S TRYING TO KEEP IN WITH HER TIME

She’s for the best of all worlds

she is my festival girl

she is my festival girl

FESTIVAL GIRL