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Our Open Eyes
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It Couldn't Happen Here
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Madrid
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Cemetery Walls
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You've All This To Come
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Spanish Moon
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Fight On
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My Comrade & My Friend
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All you see is a car park now
For this supermarket chain
Where shoppers they come, and shoppers they go
In slow September rain
But it's a part of our history
In this city that would not yield
In 1936, my son
This was Corporation Field
"Hurrah for Mosley" and his men
The Daily Mail had said
And just like it is with the papers today
There were some who believed what they read
With friends up in high places
And behind a copper shield
Mosley and his Blackshirts came
To Corporation Field
Chorus:
To Corporation Field, son
To Corporation Field
Mosley and his Blasckshirts came
Of Corporation Field
Like now, times were hard
And he played the card
Of hatred and national pride
And some took the bait
Of his poison and hate
And they rallied to march at his side
But in a city of immigrant neighbours
It was red rag to a bull
And never you fret
They made Mosley regret
The day he came to Hull
Chorus
So shoppers they come
And shoppers they go
In slow September rain
And some of the lads who fought fascists here
Well they took that fight out to Spain
That whole generation is long gone now
But if they came back from the dead
They'd say not to die for the cause, my son
But to live for it instead.
From Corporation Field, son
From Corporation Field
Mosley and his Blackshirts ran
From Corporation Field
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In Granny Atky's pantry
Was a fruit cake in a tin
She'd baked it for her only son
For the day that he rolled in
With his warring days behind him
He'd sit down at her side
It was still there in the pantry
When Granny Atky died
A soldier's not remembered
For just his the fight alone
But the love invested in him
By the folks he leaves at home
And she never stopped believing
Though that fruit cake slowly dried
It was still there in the pantry
When Granny Atky died
In Granny Atky's pantry
Was a fruit cake in a tin
She'd baked it for her only son
The day that he rolled in
It waited 30 years there
Behind the Mother's Pride
And was still there in her pantry
When Granny Atky died
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Joe Solo Scarborough, UK
Joe Solo is an award-winning musician, writer, poet, activist, broadcaster and washing machine engineer from
Scarborough.
Live he has an ever growing reputation as both a performer and raconteur, being thought-provoking, comical and punch-the-air political often in the same breath.
He is not an artist you forget in a hurry.
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