Prohibition

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    I was walking one morning when I heard somebody yelling
    And saw a kid with some newspapers he was selling
    Now ordinarily I would have paid him no attention
    But the story in question was especially compelling
    I rummaged round until I found some change that I flicked him
    Picked up a copy and the headline read “Prohibition!”
    And that there was a new law up and down the land
    And as of now all Swing music was banned!
    People were getting angry, upset and irate
    But I could feel a sly grin rising on my face
    Because instead of viewing it as something that was negative
    I saw it as an opportunity I’d been presented with
    Coz the fact is that no matter what you say
    If people want something enough then they’ll always find a way
    And by making it illegal then you only succeed
    In creating a black market and people like me!

    Oh you can’t tell us what to do
    No we refuse to be controlled
    We’ll just do what we want to
    And that is not what we’ve been told

    I started off small, bootlegging at first
    Providing people with what they needed to quench their thirst
    A little taste of Stelar if they wanted something light
    And if they wanted something harder then some Dutty Moonshine
    Since we were small time no one really seemed to mind
    And if the cops did arrive, they could easily be bribed
    Coz for the right price they would look the other way
    A couple sleeves of Smokey Joes is all it would take
    Things were going pretty well for me and my crew
    Money started coming in and so our operation grew
    We went from moving what other people were producing
    To manufacturing our own product for distribution
    People would complain that we were flooding the market
    But we were just supplying what the people demanded
    And since the press love a villain on which to pin things
    They just blamed me and then named me ‘The Swingpin’

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    Oh you can’t tell us what to do
    No we refuse to be controlled
    We’ll just do what we want to
    And that is not what we’ve been told

    Now at the time we had plenty rivals in town
    So I called for a meeting and we all sat down
    We had the the 5 major families in one place
    Swing, Hip Hop, Gypsy, Glitch even Drum n Bass
    I said if we’re divided then we’re easily conquered
    But if we’re all united then together we’re stronger
    At first there was resistance and they felt unsure
    But eventually they came around and a Syndicate was formed
    Business was booming and everywhere you went
    You couldn’t move for clubs putting on Swing events
    Even at work do’s people were wearing fancy dress
    But for that, I gotta give my man Mr Gatsby cred
    Word spread, and when the powers that be learned
    Just how much money in taxes could be earned
    They made a U-turn and the law was amended
    And that, my friend, is how Prohibition ended!

    Oh you can’t tell us what to do
    No we refuse to be controlled
    We’ll just do what we want to
    And that is not what we’ve been told

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