When My Blood Stops Movin’

words and music by Paul Spencer, 2016

1. No-one knows what happens when we die,
So I’ll speak for myself, if not for you,
Well nothin’ can be proven, but when my blood stops movin’ it’s goodbye,
It’s the end of thoughts and dreams, or at least to me that seems,
To be the simplest and most likely to be true.

2. Perhaps you plan to have another try,
Just grow a brand new body, same old soul,
Well nothin’ can be proven, but when my blood stops movin’ it’s goodbye,
The line is hard to find between the spirit, brain, and mind,
It’s doubtful that one part outlives the whole.

Chorus:
I won’t go anywhere, I’ll just keep lyin’ there,
But I won’t be called a person anymore,
Then my flesh will call it quits, and I’ll slowly fall to bits,
And my atoms will stay more or less the way they were before.

3. Or will you join the angels up on high?
And dwell in perfect love for ever more,
Well nothin’ can be proven, but when my blood stops movin’ it’s goodbye,
Eternity is fiction, and the same goes for perfection,
I don’t know but I’m reasonably sure.

4. There is no complex doctrine I live by,
The story is both simple and profound,
Well nothin’ can be proven, but when my blood stops movin’ it’s goodbye,
And the lessons it can teach us are as good as those that reach us
By any other path I’ve seen around.

Chorus

I Hope You Like It

words and music by Paul Spencer, 2014

              C                         F       C              Dm        G                 F                        G
1. This love I have for you I hope you like it though it’s mostly second-hand,
.            F                        C              F                      C                 G
But I cleaned it up like new and I wrapped it with a lovely rubber band,
.                  F                        C                       G                            F
And it’s from so many places, so you may detect some traces,
.            Am                         G                    Am         G
Of the way that it’s been passed from hand to hand,
.   C                 Dm  G  C
I hope you’ll understand.

2. When we quietly sit together that’s a love my brother gave me long ago,
Though I’m floating like a feather, it’s a love that doesn’t have to be on show,
And when I treat you as a team-mate, and I tell you every dream I have,
I learnt that from my sister first you know,
Such a gift she did bestow.

3. Some simple praise to save me that’s a love I got once from a high-school friend,
Or the love my Grandma gave me that I’m giving back to her now till the end,
I could name so many others, all my family friends and lovers,
Who gave me all this love I’ve got to spend,
And to share with you my friend.

4. So when you’re struck with sadness and you’re sulking like we all can sometimes do,
And I know it would be madness if I start being cross and grumpy too,
Then if sometimes I remember not to rise up in a temper,
But to speak the love that underneath is true,
That’s a love I learnt from you.

He’s Gotta Go

words and music by Paul Spencer, 2013

Tony Abbott, he’s gotta go.

He’s gotta go, he’s gotta go, he’s gotta go, he’s gotta go.

 

1. He’s got a gonad hangin’ out at a diplomatic function,

I hope whoever put him there is feeling some compunction.

 

And it’s throw the man out, he shall not keep the crown,

The future of this country starts with bringing Abbott down.

 

It’s partly that he lacks a basic social education,

He’s leering at his daughters and embarrassing the nation.

 

But mainly … he’ll kick us in the ditch,

His neoliberal policies betray us to the rich.

 

Tony Abbott, he’s gotta go.

He’s gotta go, he’s gotta go, he’s gotta go, he’s gotta go.

 

2. He’s got a goatish look about him in the way he leans towards you,

Or is that just him listening while ASIO records you?

 

And it’s throw the man out, he shall not keep the crown,

The future of this country starts with bringing Abbott down.

 

It’s partly that his values come from Papal declarations,

And he’d rather bring the witch-hunts back than end discrimination.

 

But mainly … he’ll kick us in the ditch,

His neoliberal policies betray us to the rich.

 

Tony Abbott, he’s gotta go.

He’s gotta go, he’s gotta go, he’s gotta go, he’s gotta go.

 

3. He’s got a ghost of Mussolini standing just behind his shoulder,

He may not be as scary but he would if he were bolder.

 

And it’s throw the man out, he shall not keep the crown,

The future of this country starts with bringing Abbott down.

 

It’s partly that in climate talks he makes an awful racket,

When he wouldn’t know a snowfall from the dandruff on his jacket.

 

But mainly … he’ll kick us in the ditch,

His neoliberal policies betray us to the rich.

 

Tony Abbott, he’s gotta go.

He’s gotta go, he’s gotta go, he’s gotta go, he’s gotta go.

He’s gotta go.

He’s gotta go.

He’s gotta go.

It’s All For a Job

traditional Australian tune “It’s All For My Grog”
first parodied by John Patten (John’s chorus lyrics used here)
these verses by Paul Spencer

                       D                                      G                       D
1. Well they offered me a try, at a dealership nearby,
D                                                    A
Just washing cars and polishing the tyres,
D                                               G                        D
But the starting pay was nil, just to show I had the will,
D                              A                      D
And when I questioned that I wasn’t hired.

Chorus
And it’s all for a job, a poxy fuckin’ job,
You’ve nearly had enough of jobs forever,
But you have to pay the rent, and you’ve spent your final cent,
And you’d like to keep your felsh and soul together.

2. Well I followed up a lead, giving care to those in need,
And when they gave me training I was cheering,
But on the final day, instead of offering me pay,
They signed me up for months of volunteering.

chorus

3. Well the Job Network mob is meant to help you find a job,
But every single question I could bring them,
They hadn’t got a clue, and the best that they could do,
Was say “you tell me the number and I’ll ring them.”

chorus

4. Well there’s jobs in social change, but the way it works is strange,
The salaries they pay are just outrageous,
The entire funding cheque goes to paying one exec,
While the rest of us are off in search of wages.

chorus

When Coal Seam Gas Was New


The Carbon Canaries learning this song

traditional English tune “When Jones’s Ale Was New”
new words by Paul Spencer and John Spencer 2012

1. On grazing land that was priceless, a company sought a gas licence,
A company sought a gas licence, they’d have a jolly good spree,
They quickly came up with a marvellous plan,
To frack for gas all over the land,
And sell it to China and Japan,
When coal seam gas was new, my boys,
When coal seam gas was new.

CHORUS:
And they called for more wells and more land and more leases,
And oh the expansion it just never ceases,
And nobody mentioned all these increases,
When coal seam gas was new, my boys,
When coal seam gas was new.

2. Well at first it’s just exploration, a simple investigation,
A simple investigation, if only it were true,
For once the company passes the gate,
You’re likely to find you’ve left it too late,
With all their sweet-talking you’ve taken the bait,
When coal seam gas was new, my boys,
When coal seam gas was new.

CH

3. Well the next to come in is the drilling, no chance of anything spilling,
No chance of anything spilling, if only it were true,
There’s sodium hydroxide, ammonium persulfate,
Or muriatic acid or sodium borate,
Disodium octaborate tetrahydrate,
So drink your chemical brew, my boys,
So drink your chemical brew.

CH

4. When drilling down past the water, they seal it just like they oughter,
They seal it just like they oughter, if inly it were true,
The water flows out from the basin cracking,
And mixes with chemicals used in the fracking,
And all of it’s done with government backing,
The profits will go to a few, my boys,
The profits will go to a few.

CH

5. And when the mining is over, the land will go back to clover,
The land will go back to clover, if only it were true,
We can’t use the water, the poison’s still there,
The methane’s still leaking into the air,
And the company’s gone with never a care,
When coal seam gas is through, my boys,
When coal seam gas is through.

CH

The Howard Years

The Howard Years

tune and original words “Barrett’s Privateers by Stan Rogers
new words by Paul Spencer, 2012
with research by Cath Blakey

[NOTE: verses 5, 8 and 10 are new. In verse 5, the verse takes up the whole verse and chorus tune, then you go back and sing the chorus again. There’s just so much to say!]

1. Oh the year was 1996
   How I’m glad he’s not in power now,
The Liberal Party was voted in,
With the scummiest leader I’ve ever seen,
   God damn John Howard! We were dragged
   Along behind the American flag,
   To serve his rich, corporate peers,
   Now let’s remember all those bitter tears,
   Lest we forget the Howard years.

2. John Howard cried he’d a mandate then,
How I’m glad he’s not in power now,
To slam the poor with a GST,
And tell us tampons are a luxury,
God damn John Howard! (etc.)

3. Oh the wharf dispute was a sickening fight,
How I’m glad he’s not in power now,
He made up new laws on the fly,
While they trained their scabs over in Dubai.
God damn John Howard! (etc.)

4. At Kyoto he refused to sign,
How I’m glad he’s not in power now,
But he signed our rights and jobs away,
In a free-trade deal with the USA.
God damn John Howard! (etc.)

5. Well he rolled back Native Title rights,
How I’m glad he’s not in power now,
Then he played some sneaky funding tricks,
And closed down ATSIC just for kicks,
But that’s not all,
For he sent in troops to outback indigenous camps,
To break their will,
Steal their land,
And it’s clear when all the facts are scanned,
The mining lobby had it planned.
God damn John Howard! (etc.)

6. Well he turned his back on David Hicks,
How I’m glad he’s not in power now,
Sixty-six months in Guantanamo Bay,
And Howard betrayed him all the way.
God damn John Howard! (etc.)

7. Oh the Yankees called him to their war,
How I’m glad he’s not in power now,
Though 70% were against it, still,
He sent our troops to do Dubya’s will.
God damn John Howard! (etc.)

8. Well he came down hard on refugees,
How I’m glad he’s not in power now,
He lied about them just for votes,
And he sent them to prison for being on boats.
God damn John Howard! (etc.)

9. Well he gave out tax cuts to the rich,
How I’m glad he’s not in power now,
Then he sold off Telstra to fill the hole,
And took from students and the dole.
God damn John Howard! (etc.)

10. Well he scrapped our pay and rights at work,
How I’m glad he’s not in power now,
It’s the final straw that got him the sack,
And Labor still hasn’t rolled it back,
God damn John Howard! (etc.)

11. He’s a downright nasty piece of work,
How I’m glad he’s not in power now,
For decades it’s been blinding clear,
But he only got hit with a shoe last year.
God damn John Howard! (etc.)