Dos Chumbawamba,

que eu só conhecia da popalhice extremamente divertida que varreu tudo quando eu era novo, ouvi dizer entre gente que respeito que “banda mais radical que os Sex Pistols”... ora eu sempre soube o que eram os Sex Pistols, mas fui ouvir os Chumbawamba para além do hit (mesmo que com 20 anos de atraso, mais de 20, o “Tubthumping” sai para aí quando tu nasceste) e absolutamente correcto, mais, nem de propósito a tia Margaret faz-me um programa sobre eles enquanto eu lhes estou imerso e aprendo-lhes a história que ainda é mais incrível...

de exemplo:

 

“Dutiful Servants and Political Masters”

 

One, two, one, two, three, four

 

Things were rather different in great grandfather's day

He just put a chain around their ankles

and made them work for no pay

He took everything they owned and yet still demanded more

He did a bloody good job in taming the poor

Now I'm rather more subtle, I say,

I'll tell you what I will do

I'll do everything I can to try and help you

And you'll be helping me, I say,

and I'll see that you're alright

You can have a place of your own,

you can even pretend to be white

 

And you won't have to worry,

I'll have a quiet word with your mates

Oh they'll be alright,

they'll have enough on their plate

I'll put a bit in their mouths,

you just pull hard on the reins

They'll do anything for you

and they won't complain

You'll be so much better off, I say,

you can share my paradise

Just sign my piece of paper

and I'll organise your life

And it never fails,

it does the trick,

it works every time

So me and my dear wife

and the family's doing fine

 

Great granddad got his dukedom

when slavery was abolished

Dear old dad became a viscount

when the Empire was finished

But times have changed

for the better

with freedom of choice

We're a thousand times richer,

QED His Master's Voice

 

A dog stares into a gramophone trumpet,

waits for its call to action

Mute and obedient,

standing to attention

 

Look a little closer,

the dog is a woman

She's working under a system

that she can't understand

Trapped inside a world

of labour and heat

So that she and her children

will be able to eat

The trumpet is patriarchy,

it's old and fixed

Where poor men are lured

by desire to be rich

Where the limited power

is still given to men

Where development aid

is so wastefully spent

Where western education enforces this crap

Where women work in the open, yet live in a trap

There's one solution,

and this is it:

The dog leaps on the gramophone

and takes a shit!

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aBSAKMCfcj0

 

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