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Punk in Drublic

15/10/2021 - 19:30

Janine returns to the award-winning Punk in Drublic, to regale Manchester with her ranting, rhyming and revolting. All door fees go to Mustard Tree Homelessness charity.

Venue to be confirmed.

Down and Up with the Mighty Posh

Posh going up

We only needed a draw.
We didn't even need to score
unless we let one in.
We didn't even need to win,

Just make sure they didn't.
The point the draw would have given
and the two it would take away
from the rivals we happened to be playing that day

would have been enough.
Surely an ask that's not too tough.
Surely a task even we couldn't fluff.

I've Got Your Number

money in pocket

My profit margin's wracked with doubt
My tax demands encumber
I think I know a good way out -
Now, where is Johnson's number?

I manufacture hoovers, mate,
but with a bit of luck
I'm sure I'll make them ventilate
and blow instead of suck

I'll slip the goods through Pirate Bay
and ship them up the Humber
While Customs look the other way -
Now, pass me Johnson's number

Capitalism and Greed

headling greed is good
The loose-tongued Prime Minister
claimed that capitalism and greed
made the vaccine succeed.
 
Really?
 
I don't remember
selecting my injection
from the many assembled
on a free-market stall.
Not at all.

Locked Up and Down

figure behind prison bars

If you're locked down with books
and a partner who cooks
better than you
Then you'll probably get through

If you're locked down with a garden
it might not be so hard and
with a nice glass of wine
You'll probably be fine

If you're locked down with games
and people who play them
and plenty of space
You can probably face it

Hostile Architecture

anti-homeless spikes

This stinking subway,
piss-soaked flags,
cold stone ground,
discarded fags
is way too good for them.

Install steel spikes,
bayonet their bodies off the floor
and out of doorways,
It's allowed,
or so the law says.

For sure these spears were ordered
from some lordly, comfy quarters
by people with a home to go to
when the deed was done.
Out of sight.

Credit Where It's Due

twenty pounds

Some people know what it is worth.

Some people can now buy fresh fruit.
Or keep the heating on for another hour.
Some people can get a decent present
for the kiddo's birthday.
Or a coat when winter comes in.
Some people don't always have to make an excuse
when their mate invites them out.

The Roadmap Ahead

Fear

What if I can't stand the train
without the carriage to myself?
What if I can't stretch and strain
to reach up to the luggage shelf?

What if all the outside seats
are taken and the queue's too long?
And I don't recognise the streets
and can't see left or right or wrong?

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