Attila The stockbroker

DISESTABLISHED 1980
(And not regulated by the Financial Services Authority - but then no-one is, it seems)

CAPITALISM? I TOLD YOU SO!!!

ATTILA THE STOCKBROKER CLEANS UP THE CITY

I was a clerk there: I've seen the greed
How wealth and power eat hope and need
Now they're eating each other but they're still screaming
'No interference' - I start dreaming
'Self regulation?' OK, I say
'I'm a stockbroker - let's do it my way'
And that's the beginning of this little ditty:
Attila the Stockbroker cleans up the City!

Each gets a red nose so everybody knows
Just who they are and where all our money goes
No more speculate, no more accumulate -
This is a lifestyle we're going to eradicate
Dealers on the floor meet squads of the poor saying
'Here's the twist, Oliver - we want more
Work for us or we take the whole kitty'
Attila the Stockbroker cleans up the City!

'Hello Mr. Hedge Fund, have a cup of tea.
Financial Services Authority? Me.
You're a parasite on the population
Convicted of criminal speculation
Time to atone for a life so greedy -
Twenty years working for the poor and needy.
Want to appeal? Try the Central Committee
Attila the Stockbroker cleans up the City!

Morning Mr Banker, you're in for a shock.
We're taking much more than just Northern Rock!
All the banks nationalised - Stock Exchange too.
Utilities, railways, grabbed from the few.
Mr Billionaire? You just lost your money.
(Hey there, Chelsea fan, isn't that funny!)
The future's brown. The future's shitty.
So Attila the Stockbroker cleans up the City!

Capitalism is a John Cleese parrot.
Let's give it stick and not a single carrot!
Bollocks to the dealer, the broker, the lender -
Social justice back on the agenda
Radical stylin' going on here
Smoked Mammon sarnies and really good beer
For the poor no fear, for the rich no pity
When Attila the Stockbroker cleans up the City!

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THERE'S A MAN DOWN OUR ROAD

WHO'S A NAZI!

There's a man down our road who's a Nazi!
He's there on the list, that's for sure
His hobbies are bowls and line dancing
And he lives at 204!
Well, I must say that he looks quite normal
And his wife makes a nice cup of tea.....
There's a man down our road who's a Nazi!
I'm glad he's not next door to me!

He's bald, but, no, he's not a skinhead
He wears Hush Puppies, not those big boots
His dog's a shitsu, not a pitbull
And he doesn't goose step, he - commutes!
It's a Rotary Club badge, I'm certain
That little one on his lapel
There's a man down our road who's a Nazi!
Goes to show that you never can tell .......

I bet that his wife is embarrassed
And she wishes that nobody knew
Now they're caling her 'Eva' - that's horrid!
Been expelled from the W.I. too......
Do they really? What, NOTHING but Wagner?
AND so loud that the neighbours complain?
There's a man down our road who's a Nazi!
And there's talk of a local campaign!

Yes, I know you work at the newsagents.
What has that got to do with this tale?
You're right! It's the proof. Yes, we've got him.
Life subscription to the Daily Mail......
Who, of course, said 'Hooray for the Blackshirts!'
Now it all makes complete sense to me.
There's a man down our road who's a Nazi!
He's as Nazi as Nazi can be!