Tribal punk cockney jazz soul poetry, yeah!

Alright good people. Do you want to hear a 10 minute slice of tribal-punk-cockney-jazz-soul-poetry, including four wicked spoken dialogues in the Cockney lingo? Course you do! Head on over to https://soundcloud.com/fishinabox/sold where you can hear it. It stars trumpeter Andie Handei Kumafaro and it’ll be a treat for all fans of CRASS because it features ex-members Penny Rimbaud and Eve Libertine.

It’s a recent release from the Fishinabox Studio, who told us: “It took 3 Cockneys a Mockney and a bit of a likely lad who actually turned out to be Greek but swore he lived within the sound of the Bow Bells to get the dialogue right on this track.”

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Cockney dialogue starts at 2:30.

Update

The complete album, “Sold”, was released on 1-Apr-2014. You can preview it here: https://soundcloud.com/fishinabox/sold-the-album-complete

Lyrics to “Sold” by Fishinabox

You sold me your love as a divinity,
But it was only your social obscenity

You sold me your love as a divinity,
But it was only your social obscenity

Love, Obscenity, Divinity, Obscenity

You sold me your love as a divinity,
But it was only your social obscenity

You sold me
Love, Obscenity, Divinity, Obscenity

You sold me your love as a divinity,
But it was only your social obscenity

Love, Obscenity, Divinity, Upsetting me,

You sold me your love as a divinity,
But it was only your social obscenity

Love, Obscenity, Divinity, Obscenity,

You sold me your love as a divinity,
But it was only your social obscenity

Love, Obscenity, Divinity, Upsetting me,

You Sold me your Love, Your Love, Your Love, Your Love, Your Love, Your Love, Your Love

Gunna Raise my Head up,
Gunna keep my head up,
Gunna Raise my Head up,
Gunna keep my head up,
Gunna hold my head up,
Gunna lift my head up,
Gunna Raise my Head up,
Gunna hold my head up,
Gunna keep my head up,
Gunna hold my head up,
Gunna Raise my Head up,
Gunna keep my head up,
Gunna hold my head up,
Gunna lift my head up,
Gunna Raise my Head up,
Gunna hold my head up,

True Feelings that you mocked and Distorted,
Turning a blind eye to what you say,

Equality with Dignity,
Dignity like it was meant to be,
Unity with Equality,
Equality like it was sold to me,

Ere, beg yer osama but ya gone bow n arra,
Don’t rhubarb, put a pony in yer sky an get yer billy on,
Let’s go fo’ a Nelson down the rub-a-dub yeah ?
We can ave a nice frank n pat down there without you givin me the Jeremy right ?
Beg your pardon (Osama bin Laden) – but you’re just being paranoid (Bow and Arra)
Don’t grumble (Rhubarb Crumble) – put £25 (Pony) in your pocket (Sky Rocket) and put your coat (Billy Goat) on
Let’s go to the pub (Rub-a-Dub) for a pint (Nelson Mandela = Stella)
We can have a chat (Frank and Pat) about things there without you needling (Jeremy Beadle) me over it.

What do you know ?
What do you care ?
What do you know ?
What do you care ? What do you….?

What do you know ? What do you know ?
What do you care ? I’m gunna hold my head up

What do you know ? Lift my Head up
What do you care ?

What do you know ? What do you know ?
What do you care ? I’m gunna hold my head up

What do you know ? Lift my Head up
What do you care ?

What do you know ?
What do you care ?

What do you know ? What do you know ?
What do you care ? I’m gunna hold my head up

What do you know ? Lift my Head up
What do you care ?

What do you know ? What do you care ?

What do you know ?
What do you care ? Care…..

True Feelings that you mocked and Distorted,
Turning a blind eye to what you say,

Ere she goes again with her Zetas, havin a mare
Yer cockin a deaf un you ain’t erd a dickie bird I said,ave ya ?
She’s moaning again (Catherine Zeta Jones, complaining again – a ‘mare-
Are you deaf, don’t you listen to anything (Dicky Bird) I say ?

The dreams you sold weren’t of servility,
Your double standards they ain’t making things easy for me

Equality with dignity,
Dignity like it was meant to be,

Ah, your avin a belt, I only ever gave the John West,
an you ain’t even given me yer four seasons,
I’ve ad a French an I don’t give a monkey’s toss for yer rabbit no more,
I reckon ya just need a bit of the ‘ampton, ere you on the blob ?
You’re having a chuckle (Belt Buckle) I only gave you the very best (John West)
And without having heard your reasons (Four Seasons) I ‘ve had enough (French Egg – un oeuf)
And I don’t give a damn (Monkey’s Toss) to be listening to your chat (Rabbit and Pork) about it anymore
I think you just frankly need a good seeing too – (Hampton Wick/dick/f+ck)
Are you on your period (Blob) or something?

True Feelings that you mocked and Distorted,
Turning a blind eye to what you say,

Oh bloody fu+kin Nora, not again, you wanna be on the Mandy Dingle ?
Well me little Maurice, it’s your rolls,
Go’on go’on out the Ronald, take a glen,
coz yer gunna get brussel from me if ya do a frank,
ere I bet the ken dodd’s on yer comin back flippin jalfreizi,
Yeah, you’ll be back, you’ll be back, you’ll be back, you’ll be back,
Unless ya gone west end
Oh bloody fucking (Nora or Norah was a destitute maid wealthy Duke Wodingtonshire
in the 17th century who murdered a man with a stick of celery) FOR REAL SEE FOOTNOTES !
Do you want to end up single (Mandy Dingle – Amanda “Mandy” Rose Dingle
is a fictional character in the British ITV soap opera Emmerdale. She was played by Lisa Riley.)
You little liar (Maurice Gibb – fib) – its your choice (Rolls Royce) – Go on out the door (Ronald de Boer) –
And take a look around (Glen). I’ll give you nothing (Brussel Sprout – nowt)
– if you go off (Frank) –
I put money on the odds of you coming back though (Ken Dodds) – you’re crazy (Chicken Jalfreizi)
You’ll be back unless you’ve become a lesbian – (West End Thespian)

So sell me your love as a divinity, don’t make it a social obscenity,
don’t make it a social obscenity, obscenity, obscenity, obscenity,

What do you know ? What do you care ?
What do you know ? What do you care ?

So sell me your love as a divinity, don’t make it a social obscenity,
don’t make it a social obscenity, obscenity, obscenity, obscenity,

Another guilt (trip) token tantrum, Covers up your fears,
You wont use me, Or abuse me, Ain’t got no cross to bear,

What do you know ? What do you care ?
What do you know ? What do you care ?

Turn a blind eye to what you say, no compromise, no sacrifice,
Am closing the door now on your lies,

What do you know ? What do you care ?
What do you know ? What do you care ?

What do you know ? What do you care ?
What do you know ? What do you care ?

What do you know ? What do you care ?
What do you know ? What do you care ?

What do you know ? What do you care ?
What do you know ? What do you care ?

So Sell me, Another guilt token tantrum,
another guilt , another guilt,
Another guilt token tantrum,

So Sell me, Another guilt token tantrum,
another guilt , another guilt,
Another guilt token tantrum,

So sell me your love as a divinity, don’t make it a social obscenity,
don’t make it a social obscenity, obscenity, obscenity, obscenity,

Me,

Turn a blind eye to what you say, no compromise, no sacrifice,
Am closing the door now on your lies,

Deceitful, Deceitful,
Don’t Rhubarb,
Deceitful, Deceitful
Don’t Rhubarb,
So sell me your love as Divinity, d-d-d, d-d-d
Deceitful, Deceitful
Don’t Rhubarb,
So sell me your love as Divinity, d-d-d, d-d-d
Don’t Rhubarb,
So sell me your love as Divinity, d-d-d, d-d-d
So sell me your love as Divinity,

So Sell me,
So Sell me, So sell me your love as Divinity, don’t make it a social obscenity
So Sell me, don’t make it a social obscenity, don’t make it a social obscenity
So Sell me, So sell me your love as Divinity, don’t make it a social obscenity
So Sell me, don’t make it a social obscenity, don’t make it a social obscenity
So Sell me, So sell me your love as Divinity, don’t make it a social obscenity
So Sell me, don’t make it a social obscenity, don’t make it a social obscenity
So Sell me, So sell me your love as Divinity, don’t make it a social obscenity
So Sell me, don’t make it a social obscenity, don’t make it a social obscenity

Me, don’t make it a social obscenity, don’t make it a social obscenity
So sell me your love as Divinity, don’t make it a social obscenity
don’t make it a social obscenity, don’t make it a social obscenity, don’t make it a social obscenity

Sold, Sold , Sold , Sold

So sell me your love as Divinity, don’t make it a social obscenity
don’t make it a social obscenity, don’t make it a social obscenity, don’t make it a social obscenity
So sell me your love as Divinity, don’t make it a social obscenity
don’t make it a social obscenity, don’t make it a social obscenity, don’t make it a social obscenity

Sold me your love

Obscenity, obscenity, obscenity, obscenity, obscenity,
obscenity, obscenity, obscenity, obscenity, obscenity


Footnote – the tale of Bloody Nora

Bloody Norah was originally called Norah and was the maid for the wealthy Duke Wodingtonshire in the 17th century. She earned the name Bloody Norah after she killed a servant of the Duke with a stick of celery.

When the Duke caught her repeatedly slapping the bloody corpse with the stick of celery he shouted “Oh dear god you”re all bloody, Norah….” and after beating her he banished her to a basement cell for 3 years.

When the 3 years was up the Duke set her free but Norah insisted on working for the Duke. Reluctantly the Duke gave her a job cleaning the stables only to find 4 days later she had killed another servant, this time with a kettle. When the Duke found her once again maiming her victim with the dented kettle he cried “oh, bloody Norah” and grabbed a horseshoe in an attempt to kill Norah. After a long struggle Norah escapes and leaving the battered Duke cursing to himself “Bloody Norah!”.

The expression came from the Duke himself as would tell the story of Norah to all he knew and would always refer to her as “Bloody Norah”. As the Duke aged he grew senile and would be heard talking to himself and shouting “….BLOODY NORAH!!!!……”. As people around saw him still as a respected figure in the community they all started saying Bloody Norah as they all thought the Duke has invented a new curse word. It has stuck until present day.

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