OK, this one's called "Whitewash"
When was the very first time you saw Chumbawamba?
In my dreams!
Ha!

Working in a forge, black lungs, burnt skin
Callouses, arched back, hammering, hammering
Stalin watching over us pigeon s___ head
We'd spit on the floor at this red b______ god

That's how grateful we are
That's how grateful we are
That's how grateful we are
That's how grateful we are

That's how grateful we are
That's how grateful we are
That's how grateful we are
That's how grateful we are

Bronze statue, pink marble, built to last
We brought him to his knees in a single night
And the boots that remained I attacked, I attacked
Hammering, hammering, the past is past

That's how grateful we are
That's how grateful we are
That's how grateful we are
That's how grateful we are

That's how grateful we are
That's how grateful we are
That's how grateful we are
That's how grateful we are

Scrub away, scrub away

And the noise rang out, metal on metal
Pigeons flit, dust settled
Out from the shadows we took to the streets
David chopping at the giant's feet

That's how grateful we are
That's how grateful we are
That's how grateful we are
That's how grateful we are

That's how grateful we are
That's how grateful we are
That's how grateful we are
That's how grateful we are

OK, we're gonna take it right, right, right, right down, way down

What we need is a break from the old routine
What we need is a break from the old routine
What we need is a break from the old routine
What we need is a break from the old routine

What we need is a break from the old routine
What we need is a break from the old routine
What we need is a break from the old routine
What we need is a break from the old routine

Can I kick it? Yes, you can!
Can I kick it? Yes, you can!
Can I kick it? Yes, you can!
Can I kick it? Yes, you can!

Can I kick it? Yes, you can!
Can I kick it? Yes, you can!
Can I kick it? Yes, you can!
Can I kick it? Yes, you can!

There ain't no justice, just us
There ain't no justice, just us
There ain't no justice, just us
There ain't no justice, just us

There ain't no justice, just us
There ain't no justice, just us
There ain't no justice, just us
There ain't no justice, just us

OK, we've been doing this one quite a few nights running, but I'd like to take that one. Is that a yes? Which one, then?
Goodbye girl, goodbye girl...
Martin McLaren, Archer, Anais Nin...

Well, basically, Chumbawamba are the sort of metals of the pop world
The old groups, they're not concerned with what there is to be learned
They sell 501s and they think it's funny, turning rebellion into money
Can I kick it?

This songs become a bit irrelevant now, innit, we may as well just go off now. Couple of yous could just get up and we'll just f___ off. I'm into that man, you know, 'cause I've got a hot chocolate waiting for me back there.
There's, uh, quite a bit of anti-Criminal Justice Bill sentiment down in front here. Excellent!

What we need is a break from the old routine
What we need is a break from the old routine
What we need is a break from the old routine
What we need is a break from the old routine

You still want to come? Too late, too late
We're cut and we're fallen like harvested wheat
But we lived on our feet, at least, at last
And we will live on our feet, at least, at last

That's how grateful we are
That's how grateful we are
That's how grateful we are
That's how grateful we are

That's how grateful we are
That's how grateful we are
That's how grateful we are
That's how grateful we are

That's how grateful we are, that's how grateful we are
You still want to come? Too late, too late
That's how grateful we are, that's how grateful we are
We're cut and we're fallen like harvested wheat
That's how grateful we are, that's how grateful we are
But we lived on our feet, at least, at last
That's how grateful we are, that's how grateful we are
We will live on our feet, at least, at last

That's how grateful we are
That's how grateful

Ta

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