Captain Moonlight - Trendtown

Leviathan

A Brief History Of Leo-Liberalism

Song written for DCTV programme Now We're Hurlin'. The programme explores the dual emergence/re-emergence of both Hip Hop and Hurlin' cultures in Dublin in recent years. Due to problems suffered by DCTV in recent times the project is as of yet unfinished and it's future remains uncertain. However, the song which was the aim of the show from the emcees point of view was completed. apologies for final quality of mix/master but it's pretty much there. The track was produced by Danz with DJackulate on the cuts and features some of the best of the new generation of Dublin Hip Hop writers and emcees. These include the well known at this stage geniuses of Costello and Temper-Mental MissElayneous as well as the up and Coming Reece and Linco, both who are in the middle of projects of their own. Will put up links to their own releases in the next few days. I'm also in the song

Costello, Captain Moonlight, Linco, Reece, and Temper-Mental MissElayneous - The Art Of The Clash

I was taking a walk down by the noreside
off wolfe tone street I turned my sore eyes
when i looked down the quay what did i see
nothing the view was blocked by this monstrosity
we have a ring road that ends what this place needs
a big fuckin bridge that to nowhere leads
then we'll have our central access scheme
without access, ahh, minor detail, not as bad as it seems
we'll cross that bridge when we come to it
with what? climbing gear? a parachute? maybe you can jump to it
their sweaty hand shakes fake smiles and feigned frowns
went about dismantling the future of this town
by erasing it's past so all we'll ever know
chancers up to their necks in dodgy deals and fuck knows
what else they've got goes without saying
this game playing the rules changed to make plain
clarified obfuscation stakes raised to stake claim
threats and legalities invented to maintain
order in the chaos whatever you stay saying
investment, jobs and the usual inane refrain
while the park became a sight for sore eyes
a darkened blight under the lights of night skys 
to realise the central access scam
is just a corporate plot straight off the backhand


down with that sort of thing and don't stop
keep calm save the little streets from those lot 
this is the mission to bring the whole plot
down stop the cas sing stop the cas

elected to make decisions on our behalf
but can't let a fart without approval from the greatest arse
hole this is not a tragedy, a double whammied farce
the saddest fact it's an act scripted from the very start
executive controls democracy what's new
a dictatorship by proxy civil servicing you
voting delays with view to review then denied
proposals made to propose nothing new thus provide
the truth of needing representation inside
by who a chamber of commerce surely onside
well after all the plamasing feigning aside alas
money talks then walked away with the cash
their clients with firm grips slipping them cheques
biting the hand feeding off of the interest
all it ever gets a few vignettes enshrined
yet construction will continue, it will in my behind
cause I've got piles they're driving me insane
I took a dip in the river to inner relieve the pain
when I did they said I was holding up progress
haemorhoids are blockages but to this extent? what next?
you should let the experts handle it
you voted for our empty promises we'll manage it
we have the mandate you gave us so when looking who
to blame for our lies the fault lies with who? that's right, you


down with that sort of thing and don't stop
keep calm save the little streets from those lot 
this is the mission to bring the whole plot
down stop the cas sing stop the cas


on a bridge to a road to nowhere it goes
flows the river free no more it flows
well for the next generation when your old and burned
nothing gets in the way of progress you must learn
and the houses will fall the old ways and all
be a figment of a memory spent in it's thrall
where they grew up these self professed men of the people
they'll speak of solidarity and fuck you all equally
label anyone who stands up to their shite
dirty unwashed hippy tree huggers and their worthless type
hole scratching dole bummers wasters who'll stop at nothing
always getting in the way always plotting something
unemployed alegedly so now we're in the divide
as though two sides of the city don't exist side by side
a fractious resentment they fuel to deny
but upon reflection this is conquer divide
the only resolution that the gombeens provide
upon the parapets of their fiefdoms they stride
from the flys on the wall the dogs in the street
the fish in the river smell the horsehit they speak
look here it comes the explanation of nothing 
the elected justification of an effective dysfunction
all talk evasive measures utter bluffing
yet somehow always underestimated til they're running something

Captain Moonlight - Stop The Cas

Captain Moonlight - Now We're Hurlin' 2014

The shackles are off I'm coming correct
It's the minister for the environment and fucking contempt
causing discontent nothing I didn't expect
water off a ducks back to me cause I've got some neck
these subversive elements  dissidents terrorists
sinister fringe angry 3 year olds and Scary pensioners
Wasters harassing me all the more
into my clinic looking like their clothes dragged them through the door
And when they question me about this new tax I let go
Water doesn't fall out of the sky you know
The taoiseachs issuing threats hoping to turn the tide
saying child benefit will be cut if you don't subscribe
we've taken into consideration  other suggestions 
like cutting the dole off of the known protestors 
cause you have some cheek to expect us 
to treat you as equal while you're marching against us
remember we run this two bit 3 card trick
it's rigged so youre up to your necks in bullshit
the water meter man is in full effect
full regiments of gardai making sure of it
we've patented the name with a bill to drain
ain't paying Get yerself a fuckin bucketful of rain
This is a service you pay for that means a fee
That's right dickhead now not even our rivers run free
The cheek of you to demand it of me
I represent you you gave me the mandate now let me be
Crystal clear understand water is not a right
It's a commodity and you're paying for it gobshite

la di da de, we like to party
we don't give a fuck we'll double cross anybody
we're just some ministers on the take
and we won't stop robbin til we've drained the lake 




I introduced the household charge the appetizer 
got rid of local govt my imf advisor
wants everything to be commodified 
in order to pay them we must privatise the water supply 
even the wildlife in order to survive 
for ownership to thrive it must be subsidised.
A little bigoted side dish and as i type 
I'm washing it down with the contents of a burst pipe
You think I'm paying the charge you've a leak in yer brain
I'm living it large Im only drinking champagne
you talk about corruption how can we be corrupt?
We make the laws so it's legal tough luck your fucked
voting us in to punish the previous chancers
let's raise a glass to the electorate? suckers silly wankers
wakey wakey keep up this game isn't for sore losers
It's Fluid we need quick thinkers and fast movers 
A few little sound bites thrown at you
defusing situations saying we may not have thought this through
What this means is nothing will really change
Just a reassurance that we will increase the strain
The charges we'll state will be watered down
diluting the anger til the great unwashed drown
no puns intended that's a terms of reference
just gonna tap you for some cash flow that's our preference
If you think that's bad or that we're bluffing
We'll sink and drain this fucking economy til there's nothing
forget Irish water when we're done with it
the only treatment left will be to boil your head in shit



la di da de, we like to party
we don't give a fuck we'll double cross anybody
we're just some ministers on the take
and we won't stop robbin til we've drained the lake



Captain Moonlight - The Ministry of Thirst

Dirty Cunts Part 2

Its September again 6 years on the trot 
Another hopeless mission to reclaim the top spot 
The drive for five is gone we’re on the run for one 
the cats out the bag cat got yer tongue 
We took a catnap got caught in a cat trap 
Now the cats got to fight back watch the cat scratch 
Imitation a form of flattery copy that 
But remember Curiosity killed the copycat 
As the cat calls scream from the stands up high 
The cats paw scrawls unseen yet the cats eye 
Observed it played with its prey then devoured 
Look at what the cat dragged in now that’s cat power 
A catastrophy it would have to be a disaster 
You cant spell slaughter without laughter 
You can tipp the hat wait for the dead cat bounce 
if you slip brace yerself for the cat pounce 
Its the cats pyjamas take a cat nap dream 
cat burglar stole through the cat flap, cat got the cream 
put the cat amongst the pigeons the opposition smitten 
when the cats finished the competition will be having kittens 

chorus 

This song was written for the black and amber fans 
Everybody sing along sure we haven’t a chance 
This is for the blue n gold shirts in advance 
Congrats to you we know we haven’t a chance 
This is for the Kilkenny cats in a trance 
We’re livin in a dream sure we havent a chance 
Everybody get up and get down come on dance 
Celebrate another final where we haven’t a chance 


already on about 5 in a row now thats hubris 
the sort of winning talk ultimately borne by losers 
32 titles to 26 the score 
Be a longer way to tipp if you need 7 more 
See I’m not bitter at all its you whose 
still giving out it wasnt a penalty well boo hoo 
excuses are made christ sake now yer fishin 
lookin for yer first back to back since hells kitchen 
i never heard such misplaced pride 
Forget lar? You’ve got some horseshit outside 
cause even if you win you'll still be a dreamer 
driving home in yer skoda beeming but its no beemer 
See The flashes from the crowd when the premier shine 
Are those cameras no tin foil, its ham sandwich time 
take to the pitch all self certain there’s only one cure 
When you exit Just like carrick you’ll be left unsure 
Talkin about your ground hurlin yeah right 
If what you mean by hurl is scythe, and by ground you mean head height 
Shout The famine is over but this famine relief 
ends with you as the main course at a black and amber feast 

chorus 

This song was written for the black and amber fans 
Everybody sing along sure we haven’t a chance 
This is for the blue n gold shirts in advance 
Congrats to you we know we haven’t a chance 
This is for the Kilkenny cats in a trance 
We’re livin in a dream sure we havent a chance 
Everybody get up and get down come on dance 
Celebrate another final where we haven’t a chance 

From the ballads of tullaroan the doyles of mooncoin 
September the 3rd thunder and lightening in 39 
The stripy men whoever bettered was never refined 
you'll never get a style as fluid as chunky o brien 
Their was a ray of light before st brendans rank 
but theirs only one true cummins lets be frank 
While the art of Nickys English managed to guide the pride 
02 Dj turned the tables all in his stride 
Yeah you got the Mullinahone man what a vision 
Yet another September disappeared yeah he’s some magician 
Tommy walsh the sorceror jj the deposition 
Henry the puppet master powers the demolition 
The great art the definition sparks yer givin lip 
Keep pussy footin around you’ll get pussy whipped 
Turn a critical eye The cats do it on the sly 
turn yer back on us kiss liam mccarthy bye bye 


chorus 

This song was written for the black and amber fans 
Everybody sing along sure we haven’t a chance 
This is for the blue n gold shirts in advance 
Congrats to you we know we haven’t a chance 
This is for the Kilkenny cats in a trance 
We’re livin in a dream sure we havent a chance 
Everybody get up and get down come on dance 
Celebrate another final where we haven’t a chance

Captain Moonlight - We haven't a chance

another hape a shite from the bowels of a toilet terrorist



its a party piece for a party poo
its a christmas do for the number 2
let me bring you all some festive cheer
after a night of food and too much beer
mince pies light up the arse at night
a follow through fart with chocolate delight
the next morning when you wake up here
right next to the exit at the rear
i don't need sales for this song rings true
cause i dont give a shit even though i do
you can buy it or not its up to you
fuck shiftin units to make number 2?
all it takes is turkey ham brussel sprouts
mulled wine pudding brandy butter n gout
whats this unadulterated crap
its pure manure and its like that

aaaaaaa it shits on you its the christmas 2
so come on and
aaaaaaa take the piss and poo for the christmas number 2
sing along n



back with a dose verse number 2 
its a real close call im cursin you
for the extra portions you put on me plate
ah  fuck this shit cause i cant wait
benedictine irish cream
trousers burstin like a stream
loving giving this is great
something swimmmin in the lake
brown trout its all about this tune
guinness stout for the mouth then boom
yule log in the bog we roll
that grog just ripped me a new arsehole 
sentiments of excrement
dirty booze brings sediment
the songs release from with inside
at selected toilets nationwide

aaaaaaa it shits on you its the christmas 2
so come on and
aaaaaaa take the piss and poo for the christmas number 2
sing along n

wherever you are whatever you do do
don't poo poo the christmas number 2
released in the bog free loaders grab the code
have a laxative free down goes the load
your number 1 takes the piss you tit
check number 2 its literally shit
heres to pat after a night on the batter
hes from a place called foecal that doesnt matter
so deck the halls with bells and holly
tra la la la la la la fuck that
im burstin with foul smells im still jolly
tra la la la la la la i just shat
simon says im number 1
so everybody lets defecate on his song
theres a horse comin through on the outside track
and its takin the number 1 spot back

Captain Moonlight - Christmas number 2

Captain Moonlight featuring The Rubberbandits - Well now (Rubberbandits remix)

im staring at the sun it all begins to click
bono is a cunt bono is a prick
when im lookin at the world it hits me like a brick
bono is a cunt bono is a prick
callin him a saint are ye that fuckin thick
bono is a cunt bono is a prick
Even Better Than the Real Thing i think im gettin sick 
bono is a cunt bono is a prick
bono is a cunt bono is a prick
bono is a cunt bono is a prick
bono is a cunt bono is a prick
bono is a cunt bono is a prick



in the depths of despair he cashed another cheque
a moralising mantra manifesto effect
his head in the clouds as he stares at the sun
a makeshift clown master of another pun
as he reasons aloud that he'd sup with the devil
breathin aloud proud thinking hes a rebel
polarisin protest claims of representing
speaking to the great man that fuckers unrelenting 
the tax breaks withered he sought another nation
took his money on the plane to financial elevation
damn sticking up for his fellow man
by telling you what you should do while he pockets all he can
a million dollar industry comin out the crack
got the crumbs from your table hes bailin out the back
with the cash in a big sack cackling his claptrap
your worshipping that prick dont you know yer gettin laughed at



 

 

the bespectacled fly in the ointment dirtied the page
in the name of love hugging himself on stage
a rock star whose double standards are his biggest hit
have you still not found what your looking for you hypocrite
all the adulation you garner from the herd as they swallow
your horseshit singing i will follow
bono said this bono said that
bonos just a dirty little shit with a hat
as he points at you the self appointed whose
a buccaneer of the free marketeer point of view
cause when it comes to who is gonna pay say uh oh
we all know what it means when you claim its pro bono
cause what you represent they all sing it from above
on the pulpit you scream with a dream one love
for the 1 percent nation
the same benefits his anti-poverty foundation
starstruck stars fuck equality sure
starbucks harvesting the enlightenments cure
easy cotton pickins libertarian mockery

of an establishmentarian idiocracy





the attention seeker who speaks for the rest
we are so gullible we are so blessed
while these leaders of men clamber about their prop
grasping the hand for a photo-op
while he stands on the podium learn how to count
how many cunts in the crowd heard his sermon on the mount
what a great man he'll sort it all out
whether with or without you his big fuckin mouth
will speak with devout sentiments of false praise
as he moves his cash about in mysterious ways
he'd drop the debt but keep the people restrained
its easy to forget where the streets have no name
but when he campaigns who really benefits
i'll sing a beautiful day if that prick ever quits
so next time you talk shit just reach for the bogroll
remember just like bono u2 can be an arsehole


Captain Moonlight - Bono is a cunt

Captain Moonlight - Agroculture pt1 - live from the farmshed - 06 The con.mp3

here whose that fucker think he is
on the wireless stirrin all types of shit
whats his name captain moonlight 
thats it thats right captain moonshite
hah all the fucker ever does is talk
never once ever seen him walk the walk
i mean while that wasters givin lip
he's all this all that with a big fuckin chip
whats he got to be moaning about
sure aint my taxes bailin him out
a lazy lout out scroungin the dole
what that lad needs is a good kick up the hole
berating the country whats his game
he gives all dirty cunts a bad name
now we're hurlin aint that a bitch
the only hurlin he does is give stick from the ditch


i heard from his bird hes a filthy cur
she cleans out the house he cleans out her
to hear his language you'd swear that thing
was brought up in the bottom of a wheelie bin living in a bottom
i know his ma it was far from there
that wretched foulmouth pup was reared
he sounds like a cat thats about to throw up
captain moonlight needs ta grow up
hes got some neck to give out stink
captain moonlight needs ta quit the drink
he aint even known in his own home town
hes shit hes broke and a fuckin clown
he calls that music well fair enough
with a voice that sounds like hes squarin up?
this just in hes tough allright
watched brokeback mountain and cried all night 


now i know those bankers are crooks and cons
but theres no need to put it in a so called song
with a name sounds like its from a nursery rhyme
where the language is course and at worst is a crime
if that man had any self respect
he'd write a song to put himself in check
and say fuck u where it best reflects
in the mirror where his ugly face connects
your a father now what ye need a few bob?
well hears a suggestion get a job 
and if ye want to overthrow the state
theres a few little things ye need get straight
you can kick down the door break open the gate
but you aint gettin in til ye lose some weight
and those of you who think he's cool
when your forced to emigrate will you take the fool



Captain Moonlight - Fuck you Captain Moonlight

Captain Moonlight - Land of the Rising Moon

Listen to the toned indignation of crass liars
sit in front of your tv station craving this satire
shaking your fist to some clever twist on the campfire
books burned roast spits blood drips the vampires
fed on human remains strewn across the plains of rat wars
back forwards caught in the cats claws
last orders you reminisce on that last waltz
build borders against immigrants instead of landlords
class wars divide conquer whats left
fill the earth be fruitful multiply the debt
Hear their young repeat the elders less they blame
on claims of so called truths dressed up in invisible threats
the final resting place of an intellectual race
Your labels not so much fixed as it fixates
I once heard said they should be shot with haste
as another jaeger bomb is dropped a memorys erased
dreaming of stukas and 88 flaks
he attacks in his lust for simple minded half facts
Letting off steam with streams of cowardice
fact is he's well practiced at beating the powerless

they dance on the graves of the victims who
they reduce to a label to strip you too
of you're humanity on any sense thats left
will be burned and disposed of just like the rest

make them props of a state that legislates to break
through civilised claims as though a great debate
justifies the aims shared the word made flesh
a scourge contained first then expunged through death
step one psychologically purge yourself
of all empathy dehumanise effect
signifies the virtual terms possessed
a parasite reduced to microbial theft
subjugate erase evolutionary leaps
of faith from the burden by choosing belief
scientifically removed thru theological brief
rescuscitate the tropes of an uber elite
stratagised education through hate they learn
penned in by the nation to break the herd
survival of the fittest they scream unpertrurbed
uprooting the streets in ghettos to pave way for mass murderers
this isn't just a Nazi innovation
this is a common thread repeated in blurbs
blogs and mass consumption where the concentration
in final solutions has a genocidal urge

You think it's alright to say and do into others who
Never mind cannot but never would do unto you
To sit idle passively watching the world go by
Yet to invade your line of sight the plank in your eye
Live and let live is a bridge to far
Targeting the weak to show just how strong you are
you'll speak of oppression while invoking its whip
you'll seek liberation from nobody's grip
you'll turn to language that attacks immigration
to save humanity from racial disintegration
you'll rail against any who might stray from
the true path of wholesome purification
describe your prejudice in enlightened words
Protest your bigotry as rights Unheard
you'll tolerate none but yet you will claim
that your intolerance deserves tolerance just the same

Captain Moonlight

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