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GAZA: A LESSON "I got a a gun to save myself, From those with the power And those with the wealth. Without my gun, Mr. President, Who's gonna protect me from the government? I got a gun. I've got a gun. I've got a gun, Better get yourself one, Before the black helicopters come. I've got a gun. I've got a gun, Once I asked as I knelt to pray, 'Should I give my guns away?' Back come the answer from the Holy Father: 'Remember the fate of gunless Gaza!' Soon they'll be coming for everyone, But it won't be so easy if you got a gun. When they finally arrive to murder me, I'm gonna die gun in hand and free! I got a gun. I've got a gun. I've got a gun, Better get yourself one, Before the black helicopters come. I've got a gun. I've got a gun, The overhead drone and the bullet in the head, At the mercy of the sniper who wants you dead. Don't think to hand in your old carbine, When you got the example of Palestine! I got a gun. I've got a gun. I've got a gun, Better get yourself one, Before the black helicopters come. I've got a gun. I've got a gun, Russia, Gaza, free speech, Iran, War, war, war is the masterplan. The great conflagration must come to pass, Before the vaccine dead awake the mass. We all need protection from the men at the top! The billionaire banker and the Thought Cop! Should THEY decide upon WW3, THEY won't be asking you and THEY won't ask me! I got a gun. I've got a gun. I've got a gun, Better get yourself one, Before the black helicopters come. I've got a gun. I've got a gun, Which of these two would you rather: A day in hell or an hour in Gaza? Though I don't mean to burst your bubble, There's a hell of a lot of little ones under the rubble. I got a gun. I've got a gun. I've got a gun,Better get yourself one, Before the men in black And the IDF come."

This is a shortened version of Lockdown - For a play I've written

This is the latest version of a song I wrote in 2012. The refrains in the middle and at the end have been removed, I want to feature the song in a play I have written and it was too long as it was.

Politicians lie, everyone knows this. However, they do their best not to be caught in an outright lie. So, for example, if they are asked a question by a canny interviewer that, answered truthfully, would embarrass or undermine them, their party or their party's principal sponsors, they will do their best to avoid responding directly. They will answer another question, they will bluster and prevaricate, they will say they cannot reply because of legal considerations and that they will answer the question at some future time when they have all the information. Politicians would rather not have to do this. They always look shifty when they refuse to answer questions and they know it. They invariably look as though they are hiding something, which, of course, they are. So, they would much rather use another tried and trusted way to deceive us. They would much rather keep the embarrassing facts to themselves. If they brush the stark realities under the carpet, the discomforting questions never get asked in the first place! And, if information that might jeopardise the precious narrative does emerge, because it has, until then, been successfully hidden, they will be able to claim that the whistle-blower who unearthed the data is a conspiracy theorist, a purveyor of disinformation, a gullible fool, insane, criminally inclined, in Russia or China's pocket, a racist even, and, most effectively of all, someone whose foolish opinions really ought to be cancelled. Did you have your children vaccinated? Did you do so based upon what you we being told by the government? Did you really not know that they were never at risk? If you didn't that would be because you were assured that opinions such as those that follow were invalid and that the many thousands of scientists and health professionals were thinking exactly similar thoughts were, actually, just one or two disgruntled cranks and agitators. If you had known that governments throughout the world were censoring opinions that didn't coincide with the Lockdown and vaccine narratives, would you have wanted to know what those opinions were? Wouldn't you have wanted to have all sides of the argument aired so that any decision you subsequently made was fully informed? Those who, with malice aforethought, kept such needful information from you, ensured that the vast majority were never 'fully informed.' Why would they act this way if they were so certain that what they were doing was right? Why would they threaten to terminate the employment of doctors, nurses and care workers if they dared to tell us all what they were actually seeing, every day, in our hospitals and care homes? Why would they insist that these be vaccinated or face the sack? Why would they threaten to terminate the sponsorship of learned scientists who dare to challenge the establishment narrative? The learned men and women cited here may know the answer...

After Eric Clapton had a severe reaction to the COVID vaccination I was minded to alter the lyrics of his great song, 'Strange Brew' slightly. Apologies for the massacre of your work, Eric. Hope you get well soon. All the best, Larry

American citizens must hang on to their guns. Between freedom for the decent people of the earth and everlasting rule by billionaire, trillionaire, Oligarch, totalitarian, bought politician and collaborative media there are the law-abiding gun owners of America and very little else. Don't allow creepy Joe and those pulling his strings to rob you, and us, of this last, great safeguard. "I got a a gun to save myself, From those with the power and those with the wealth.. Without my gun, Mr President, Who's going to protect me from the government? I've got a gun, I've got a gun, I've got a gun, better get yourself one Before the black helicopters come. I've got a gun. I've got a gun. Without my gun to cover your back, Who's going to keep Deep State in check? When all the gun owners are doing time, Who's gonna protect you from violent crime? Pretty soon they'll be coming for everyone, But it won't be so easy if you got a gun When they finally arrive to murder me, I'm gonna die gun in hand and free! I've got a gun, I've got a gun, I've got a gun, better get yourself one Before the black helicopters come. I've got a gun. I've got a gun. With my gun I can beat the odds, Defeat the elite and cheat the gods, And keep the criminal class at bay And do the things I do in my own way. I've got a gun, I've got a gun, I've got a gun, better get yourself one Before the Super Galaxies and the coffins come. I've got a gun. I've got a gun. With all the gun owners in Guantanamo Bay, Who's gonna protect you from the CIA? When I get a visit from the powers-that-be, At least I'll take some of them with me. We all need protection from the men at the top! The billionaire banker and the Thought Cop! You get to live and love and fight at least one more day, As long as you don't give your guns away! I've got a gun, I've got a gun, I've got a gun, better get yourself one Before the black helicopters come. I've got a gun. I've got a gun. I got a gun, better get yourself one, Before the Men in Black and the ATF come!"

A bad flu season masquerading as a 'pandemic?' Lockdown, (worldwide House Arrest) Big Pharma's mass vaccination cash cow subjecting the trusting majority to God knows what? 'The Great Reset?' (On whose terms? Ours? Not bl**dy likely!) 'Build Back Better?' Stolen elections? Big Tech and mainstream media censorship? And the New World Order, the Global Few, their bought politicians and media hacks wonder why we're fed up? No wonder we're fed up!

A chronology of anti-Semitism from Siculus Diodorus to Voltaire. Jewish historians, Salo Baron, Professor Heinrich Graetz, Julius Brutzkus, Israel Abrahams and Rabbi David Lipman, along with non-Jewish historians, Peter Schafer, Alan Fisher and the Reverends, George Williams and James Parkes, provide some historical context.

Cover of Gary Jules' version of 'Mad World.' The world is not sane when some brave police men and women are being killed by first and second-generation immigrants and others are 'taking the knee' before aggressive 'Black Lives Matter' activists. The world is even less sane when it chooses to forget what the politician and the immigrant have done to our little girls and boys in recent times.

'Speak Out' was written and recorded in 2008.

Trump Train was written 11 days before the 2016 Presidential election. Video entered into YouTube 9 days beforehand. The video was viewed by 17.000+ individuals before the election and 19,000+ before I was banned from YouTube. 'This Train,' also known as 'This Train Is Bound for Glory,' is a traditional American gospel song first recorded in 1922. 'Trump Train' is my version of the song. 'Trump Train is bound for glory - Trump Train. Trump Train is bound for glory - Trump Train. Trump Train is bound for glory, This is the beginning of a whole new story, Trump Train is bound for glory - Trump Train. I had my fill of Bill and Hillary, No more shill and blue pill for me. So, climb aboard if you prize your liberty, If you've had enough of Bill and Hillary, The Trump Train is here to set you free. Trump Train is bound for freedom - Trump Train. Trump Train is bound for freedom - Trump Train. All aboard if you wanna be free, We're gonna get rid of HRC, The Trump Train is here for you and me. We don't admit no good-for-nothin' on the Trump Train. We don't allow no ballot box stuffin' on the Trump Train. If I catch me a ballot box stuffer, I'm gonna make that bad mother suffer, When I'm done he won't stuff another on the Trump Train. Trump Train don't carry no liar, Trump Train. No mainstream media whore for hire, Trump Train. Trump Train don't carry no liar, We gonna set their lies on fire, Trump Train don't carry no liar, Trump Train . She's got propaganda and doublespeak, Trump Train. Bought politician and oil Sheikh, Trump Train. Bought politician, oil Sheikh, Every last Commie and PC geek, But we got the truth and Wikileak on the Trump Train. Trump Train don't carry no Kissinger, Trump Train. No George Soros, Rockefeller or Kissinger, Trump Train. Trump Train don't carry no Soros or Kissinger, Only got room for the righteous passenger. Up on board the Lord's own messenger, Trump Train. Hillary's got the mainstream media, Trump Train. And all the lies the media feeds ya, Trump Train. You got legal loopholes, court procedure, Once in a while an epileptic seizure, But we got us a diamond geezer on the Trump Train. Trump Train is bound for glory - Trump Train. Trump Train is bound for glory - Trump Train. Trump Train is bound for glory, This is the beginning of a whole new story, Trump Train is bound for glory - Trump Train.'

Song written in the 1980s about the effect of war and human depredation on planet earth, Video introduced to YouTube in 2008.

Introduced to Social Media in November 2019. The backing track for this video was nabbed from the Ramones' 1976 debut single in the United States, 'Blitzkrieg Bop.' https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iymtpePP8I8 Apologies to Joey, Tommy, Dee Dee and Johnny for massacring their song. The video isn't so much an advert for the Brexit Party as a condemnation of the anti-democratic movement to REMAIN! Many within the political, media and business establishment have shown, by their various manoeuvrings over the course of the last three years, that they couldn't care less what the majority want, or what they vote for. As Ken Livingston once said: 'It doesn't matter who you (or what) vote for, the government always gets in! And, once in, it will do as it, and those own it, damn well please! "When our overlords ignore What 17 million voted for It's a recipe for civil war We're not gonna take it any more! The EU's playing us all for suckers. Why do we kowtow to these f***ers? Two fingers up, just say "NO!" Take NO DEAL and then let's go! Hey, ho, let's go! Boris got a new deal, A glossy but untrue deal. A good for the EU deal. Brexit pop. Was it just pretend? Um... This effing referendum? When's it gonna end? Um... Brexit stop! Hey, ho - let's go We don't want your BRINO. The 17 million are still here And we'll be voting for the Brexiteer! Remainer goes and wrecks it. Closes off the exit. 'Bollocks to your Brexit.' Brexit stop! No matter how you sex it, Boris didn't fix it. We need a proper Brexit Brexit Bop! Hey, ho, let's go! We don't want your Brino. A plague upon the political class Go stuff your globalism up your arse! Sought the Holy Grail Got a great betrayal They should be in jail Call a cop! Barniers and Junkers Soros and the bankers What a lot of wankers, At the top! Hey, ho, let's go Hey, ho, let's go Hey, ho, let's go Hey, ho, let's go!"

The original Uncle Bogo was written in 1969. Introduced this version to Social media in June 2019. Bad guys abound. Got kicked off YouTube by some. Off Twitter, Facebook, The Telegraph, The Express, David Icke's forum et al. by others. Even Bitchute doesn't allow folks to check out some of my stuff. However destructively powerful Zuckerberg, Dorsey and co. get, however, they'll never be in this guy's league... " Plastic politicians, deceitful by default, A-slithering up the greasy pole, offer bread and salt. They'll promise everything you ask just to get the win Then shoot you in the back of the head as soon as the results are in. And still the trusting multitudes can't figure out what went wrong. Vote for those at war with you and and you aren't gonna live too long. A garden full of little girls, how does the garden grow, Will kiss my hand but in secret plan to shatter the status quo, I'll quitely let them play their game until they feel secure, Then I'll lead them to the brink of life and wide the door But all they'll find is a House of Horror full of naughty boys, Who'll line them up for hard core porn and shit on all their toys. Out from the House of Horror, away from the fat rat race To study Buddha, Marx and co. and Mein Kampf just in case, At one with those who struggle whose fate is always sealed To lead them up from nomansland to a level playing field Another lofty paragon, humanity in mind, Will kill ten million 'fore he's done for the betterment of all mankind A drugged up, dumbed down dead end kid, who's never seen the light Took to taking what his conscience said was his by right I'll lock him away in a darkened cage till he signs on the dotted line. Defy the Lord and Master and the slave must pay the fine. So it's off to war with you and all the others who rebel Before this day is done another boy will burn in hell." Plastic politicians, deceitful by default, A-slithering up the greasy pole, offer bread and salt. They'll promise everything you ask just to get the win Then shoot you in the back of the head as soon as the results are in. And still the trusting multitudes can't figure out what went wrong. Vote for those at war with you and and you aren't gonna live too long. A garden full of little girls, how does the garden grow, Will kiss my hand but in secret plan to shatter the status quo, I'll quitely let them play their game until they feel secure, Then I'll lead them to the brink of life and wide the door But all they'll find is a House of Horror full of naughty boys, Who'll line them up for hard core porn and shit on all their toys. Out from the House of Horror, away from the fat rat race To study Buddha, Marx and co. and Mein Kampf just in case, At one with those who struggle whose fate is always sealed To lead them up from nomansland to a level playing field Another lofty paragon, humanity in mind, Will kill ten million 'fore he's done for the betterment of all mankind A drugged up, dumbed down dead end kid, who's never seen the light Took to taking what his conscience said was his by right I'll lock him away in a darkened cage till he signs on the dotted line. Defy the Lord and Master and the slave must pay the fine. So it's off to war with you and all the others who rebel Before this day is done another boy will burn in hell.

31 January 2020 is Independence Day! On that day we are no longer a part of the European Union and the British get their sovereignty back! This song celebrates that fact and takes the mickey out of those who did their damnedest to thwart the wishes of 17.4 million Britons. 'Brexiteers are having fun. (Oh what a lovely day!) Europhiles are on the run. (Oh what a lovely day!) Remainers all are signing on! (Oh what a lovely day!) The BBC will soon be gone! (Oh what a lovely day!) Patriots anticipating Independence Day! Tusk and Juncker history, the end of Barnier! Merkel, Macron, Kinnocks all, be on your way! Chukka, Soubry, Swinson, Gauke, (Oh what a lovely day!) Once were piggies, now they're pork! (Oh what a lovely day!) For three long years they talked the talk, (Oh what a lovely day!) But in the end they had to walk! (Oh what a lovely day!) No more ignoring what we want and sneering at the Brit! They're currently residing at the bottom of a bottomless pit, With the luvvie and the snowflake they are up to their necks in shit! Hysterical laughter makes the loser feel small. We got what we were after, they got bugger all. We must come together and try to be nice. To all the sad Remainers who now must pay the price On the other hand, they did lose twice! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Oh, what a lovely day! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Oh, what a lovely day! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Oh, what a lovely day! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Oh, what a lovely day! Oh, what a lovely day it is, no more Tony Blair. Major, Clark and Heseltine are gone beyond repair, No more Parliamentary frauds dictating to the masses, We're free at last, their day is past, three cheers for the working-classes. Gina Miller, Dominic Grieve, (Oh what a lovely day!) Would not let we Britons leave, (Oh what a lovely day!) Obstruction, hinder, block, delay (Oh what a lovely day!) Would see us off and win the day! (Oh what a lovely day!) For 3 years long years in Westminster Remainers sought to rob, The British of their Brexit. The parliamentary mob Defied the will of the British until they all lost their job. Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! (Oh, what a lovely day!) Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! (Oh, what a lovely day!) Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! (Oh, what a lovely day!) Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! (Oh, what a lovely day!) Oh, what a lovely day it is, oh what a lovely day! Oh, what a lovely day it is, oh what a lovely day! Oh, what a lovely, oh what a lovely, oh what a loverly day!' Extra Verse: 'Bankers, fat cats slit their wrists. (Oh what a lovely day!) George Soros has lost his wits. (Oh what a lovely day!) A fond farewell to Globalists, (Oh what a lovely day!) The Peoples' vote and Socialists. (Oh what a lovely day!)'

Created for Christmas 2020, 'Lockdown Christmas' introduces Lockdown lyrics to Greg Lake's 'I Believe in Father Christmas.' "They said we could go home for Christmas We get to see our loved ones again. No one on their own this Christmas We'd be with family and friends. Politicians lie easily, Breaking their word at the drop of a hat The planning, expense and great expectations They couldn't care less about that They just went and cancelled Christmas Who up there deserves our trust? Lock down, make space and distance Pretty soon after your business goes bust. Locked down for Christmas, do not make a scene Count all your blessings, await the vaccine. Locked down forever and ever, Amen Will I ever get to see my loved ones again? I'm on my way home for Christmas I'm happy to take the flak. keep all the resets and build back better All I want for Christmas is my old life back Take Big Pharma's needle and stick it in their friends Were done with horror stories, genocidal make pretends They can send the Stasi after me, charge me with a crime But they're not gonna rob me of my Christmastime!" Unused refrain: "In a beautiful dream, what did I see? Marxism hanging from the Christmas Tree."

Commenting on the Coronavirus, lockdown and the establishment's vaccination plans... "You got everything you want you're the man of the hour. You got everything you need in your ivory tower. But with all your friends and fans and admirers, Not one of 'em's gonna save you from Coronavirus! Lockdown! Lockdown! Lock down city, lock down town, Mother earth is a battleground! You can be a King, you can be a queen, You still gotta do your time in quarantine, Prince and President, the Pope in Rome, Better do as you're told and... stay home! Lockdown! Lockdown! Lock down city, lock down town, Mother earth is a battleground! We're gonna live forever, the Cassandras were wrong! The virus is for old folks who've lived too long! We are gonna party, we are gonna play, No matter what the medical profession might say! We have faith, we have wealth, We have youth and dreams and health, We have a Messiah to fire up and inspire us, You have a crematorium and Coronavirus! Lockdown! Lockdown! Lock down city, lock down town, Mother earth is a battleground! For every clown a season, for every fool a time, For every generation, a brand new crime. They say lockdown, I say prison, Whatever it is I lay the blame on globalism. Lockdown! Lockdown! Village Green, pastoral scene, Lock 'em all away in quarantine! Lockdown! Reconfigure, rewire us! Lockdown! It was time for a virus! Mass vaccination, microchipped man, In a cashless society, was always the plan! Lockdown! Lockdown!"

Applauding the courage of those who dare to protest against Macron and his owners. "Macron and his banker bosses Seek for ways to cut their losses "Squeeze the people, make them bleed. Who cares what they want or need? This is our world, our world order, What care we for cannon fodder? Spawn a virus, invent a war! What do you think we pay you for?" Aux armes nos citoyens! Allez France et les Gilets Jaunes Arreter Emmanuel Macron Et éliminer l'état profond! Aux armes nos citoyens! Allez France et les Gilets Jaunes Déposons le petit 'Manu' Et à ses patrons un bon adieu! "Lock them up in the Bastille! Bring the unwashed mob to heel! No longer preaching love and peace, There's revolution on the streets! Subdue them with some rogue vaccine, The Thought Police, the guillotine! Defy the the bank, defy the throne! Exterminate the Gilets Jaunes!" Aux armes nos citoyens! Allez France et les Gilets Jaunes! Arreter Emmanuel Macron Et éliminer l'état profond! Aux armes nos citoyens! Allez France et les Gilets Jaunes! Déposons le petit 'Manu' Et à ses patrons un bon adieu! Gilets jaune, gilets jaune, Vive la France, a bas Macron! Tu es le seul vrai citoyen, Célébrer les Gilets Jaunes Aux armes nos citoyens! Allez France et les Gilets Jaunes Arreter Emmanuel Macron Et éliminer l'état profond! Aux armes nos citoyens! Allez France et les Gilets Jaunes Déposons le petit 'Manu' Et à ses patrons un bon adieu!" Extra Chorus: "Aux armes nos citoyen! Allez France et les Gilets Jaunes! We don't want a captured France In the grip of High Finance! Obeisance to Abraham, Enchained inside a Hexagram, Aux armes nos citoyens! Allez France et les Gilets Jaunes!"

Written and recorded 2018. The decent folks of America MUST hang on to their guns! The second amendment must not be watered down! We have much more to fear from Deep State than we do from those whose power could bring it down. "In all but one country in the West, Democracy does not exist. The man with the gun they'll run down and condemn, So if you've got a weapon, don't give it to them! I've got a gun. I've got a gun. I've got a gun, better get yourself one Before the black helicopters come. I got a gun to save myself, From those with the power and those with the wealth. Without my gun, Mr President, What's going to protect me from the government? I've got a gun. I've got a gun. I've got a gun, better get yourself one Before the black helicopters come. When they succeed in repossessing all your Glocks and Steyrs, The government and the criminals will still have theirs. When I get a visit from the powers-that-be At least I'll take some of them with me. We all need protection from the men at the top, The billionaire banker and the Thought Cop. You get to live and love and fight at least one more day As long as you don't give your guns away! I've got a gun. I've got a gun. I've got a gun, better get yourself one Before the Super Galaxies and the coffins come With my gun I can beat the odds, Defeat the elite and cheat the gods, And keep the criminal class at bay And do the things I do in my own way. I've got a gun. I've got a gun. I've got a gun, better get yourself one Before the black helicopters come. Without my gun to cover your back, Who's going to keep Deep State in check? When all the gun owners are doing time, Who's gonna protect you from violent crime? Pretty soon they'll be coming for everyone, But it won't be so easy if you got a gun. When they finally arrive to murder me, At least I'll die gun in hand and free. I've got a gun. I've got a gun. I've got a gun, better get yourself one Before the Men-in-Black and the ATF come." Extra verse and chorus... "The global few should do the math. We're gonna put an end to the psychopath... 33rd Degree and Neocon, You're bound for Area 51! I've got a gun. I've got a gun. I've got a gun, better get yourself one Before Deep State and the aliens come!"

Soon after Theresa May became Prime Minister, David Cameron having resigned in the wake of the referendum result, she began to say things like 'we must bring the country together' and 'we must heal the divisions.' From that point on it became increasingly obvious that she and her 'Remainer' cabinet would not be honouring the result of the referendum. The 17.4 million who voted to leave the EU would, if her vision prevailed, be rid of their masters in name only, if at all. 'Bring the country together' and 'heal the divisions' was never anything more than cynical and deceptive code for 'I will give half the referendum winners' winnings to the losers!' Thereby, ensuring a 'soft,' EU-friendly Brexit before the terms 'soft' and 'hard' had even been invented. After the Prime Minister promised, categorically, that we would be leaving the EU on 29 March 2019 on no less than 108 occasions, we are now informed that that will not be the case. After she also repeatedly promised that 'NO DEAL' would be better than a 'BAD DEAL,' we now find that this option has been vetoed, despite the fact that this was always much closer to what the British people thought they were voting for in June 2016, than May's deal or anything else proposed by our parliamentarians. How long will Brexit, any kind of Brexit, be delayed? Your guess is as good as mine. Will we ever get what we voted for in June 2016? Not if the EU, our own MPs, the mainstream media and those who own them all can help it! The question that appeared on referendum ballot papers was: 'Should the United Kingdom remain a member of the European Union or leave the European Union?' The responses were: 1) Remain a member of the European Union 2) Leave the European Union The majority, despite all the 'Project Fear' propaganda voted to 'leave.' They did not vote for a deal. They did not vote to remain subject to the European Union's dictat in all but name. Politicians lie, ladies and gentlemen, dishonesty is the default position.

The 2020/2021 version of a song/video original created in 2012. "Always played it by the book, Always gave more than I took. Tried to be fair, tried to be good And do the right thing if I could. But things have changed a lot around here, Where there was laughter now there’s fear, They promise peace and love hereafter, Then just like that they’re shooting at you. War’s a-coming.... Soon. I’m a bad man if I durst Put my kith and kinfolk first. Well, I’m sick and tired of being fleeced And my whole world being thought-policed. War’s a-coming.... Soon. War’s a-coming.... Soon. I was born to sympathise, Never been a bad man in disguise, But now I’m forced to celebrate, Every last thing that I hate! War’s a-coming.... Soon. I'll say again, I've said it before, There are many, many ways of waging war, Lockdown, reset, vaccine, virus, 5G systems are gonna rewire us. Brain stem fried, the microchipped man, In a cashless society was always the plan. All of those that I maintain Call me names if I complain. I gave it all they give me nothing, So what do I care if they think I’m bluffing. War’s a-coming... Better get yourself prepared, You don’t wanna hang with the rest of the herd. Sheeple, lemming, cattle, mouse, They’re on their way to the slaughterhouse. War’s a-coming... Look at the chemtrail in the sky, Isn’t it time to wonder why? Lover, mother, hero, dreamer, Line ‘em all up for the next Fukushima. War’s a-coming... How come that you’re New World Order Left my whole world without border? You gave away my Wonderland To the alien hordes and the hidden hand! War’s a-coming... You must’ve seen the writing on the wall! Haven’t you read the 17th Protocol? You just gotta wake up to the masterplan When they’re doing away with Superman! All the false flags they create To subjugate the nation state, How many more will The Company kill For the Wall Street Wolf and the dollar bill? War’s a-coming.... Soon. Big tech, fake news, corporate whore, There are many, many ways of waging war. The Global Few who own the Hill, Deep State, China, Congressional bill. Dominion, Scorecard, CIA, Who counts the vote will win the day."

British people murdered in Britain by the non-indigenous from the death of Stephen Lawrence to 2012 or so. Unlike Stephen, who has been mentioned in the British parliament more than 2,000 times by 500+ MP, Lords and Ladies, none of the dead cited here have ever been so named.