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Jul 2016
start at four
unlock the doors
wash the floors
wash the tables
cleaning up whats left over
from yesterdays fun and games
then start again
12 hours more
of back and forth
and back and forth
and back and forth
and back and forth
and scorn
and whispered words of harm
from smarmy englands home grown army
braver now
since the bigots charter
britains best
at the bar rat arsed again
better than the rest
at spending their hard earned girocheque
Ghetto is a state of mind. Kristallnacht isnt.
Joey Jo Jo Jnr Shabadoo
Written by
Joey Jo Jo Jnr Shabadoo  Liverpool
(Liverpool)   
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   vinny and Keith Wilson
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