A Brief History of Crabappital

Sunshine goes into the Apples, Flowers
they love the Bees,
I feel my Heartbeat a’skipping, When Apples fall
down from the trees
I like to drink Rough Cider, Till I
fall down on my Knees,
Cause if sunshine goes into them Apples, Sunshine goes
into me!
Now before there was even farmers,
people worked the land for their own needs,
Some land was covered with Apples, and some land was
covered with weeds,
People roamed around without houses,
they didn’t drive to work in fancy cars,
Life was hard and left little free time, to hang around
in trendy bars!
But man he was so clever clever, he
divided up the land that was once free,
This was the beginning of apple-ownership, to satisfy
our growing needs,
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The Peasants they all worked for the Squire, for food
and board and apples to eat,
Life was hard but on the good side, no-one slept out
on the streets,
This was the period of apple-mercantilism,
cause the people owned the Scythes and the Ploughs,
This they call the means of production, and we no-longer
own that now,
The popular drink was the Cider, You’d
be spitting out the pips along the floor,
It was made of just sunshine and Apples, and who could
ask for anything more?
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Now in seventeen hundred and Ninety Two, The Workers
swapped their Cider for Beer,
and then they lost the means of production, the age
of crabappital was here,
The Landlord soon got so much richer,
Adam Smith wrote a book to justify,
Why we’d all be so much better off, if someone
owned the apple juice supply,
Marx and Engles they tried to dispute
it, said let the workers own the Apples and the Land,
But I’m afraid everybody was too busy drinking
beer to even try to understand,
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Business men are making lots of money, Politicians uses
fancy words,
Lawyers help them all fight for power, in a situation
I find quite absurd,
I make my living on the Banjo, and
I am as happy as can be,
Cause I can take a drink before working, and no-one
has a go at me.
Lyrics by Ed Hicks © 2005, all
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