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Spaceship Toga Party

by The Songs of Tom Smith

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I take a cut of everything you sell The customer belongs to me, I could let you rent them I know everything about them, you can’t see the data I worked very hard to get this unfair advantage Take 4% of sales if you want online listing Or I’ll just undercut you til you’re out of business For bricks and mortar shops, there’s a tax on all sales Customers choose ur products but come to us for savings CHORUS You helped to make me the richest man on Earth I provide all your options, everywhere you turn Why should I stop now I’m the richest man on Earth Solar System’s next then the rest of the Universe Gave Orwell’s 1984 away for free Went into your kindles and made it disappear In the middle of the night like creeping round your place Who needs to read about dystopia anyway? Security cameras, Neighbourhood Watch Police are field testing, we can fine tune what is wrong In and outside your house software’s prone to mistakes Particularly recognition of dark-skinned faces CHORUS I take a cut of everything you sell The customer belongs to me, I could let you rent them I know everything about them, you can’t see the data I worked very hard to get this unfair advantage My computer thinks for you and decides It’s a word engine detector not a listening device Put this ring on your finger, it’s mic’d everywhere you go Lots of information helps us better get to know you
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Orders are placed online, all your behaviour’s tracked What you looked at, paused on, put in your basket and put back Gaining a customer’s trust, the asset I really prize It’s the data we crave so we can bank on your behaviour And what you never knew you lacked CHORUS As the customer you come first, as the customer you come first When it comes to being a worker as the customer you come first Take my philanthropy, pays its own way Unemployed single mother, can always be retrained Back into the workforce, she’s got customer potential Everyone do their bit, but mental illness and addiction’s Really not my place CHORUS x 2 Shocked you’re so predictable, so pleasantly surprised The time of day, how often you visit and how long you’re on the site Not just selling you a product, casting a magic spell When you succumb, not getting ur measure taking pleasure Help you better decide CHORUS x 2
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All the empire held its breath, sickness almost brought me death Noblemen were pledging their lives When I was through the worst I kept them to their word Paraded through the streets for sacrifice Sen-a-tors wants leg-is-lation, next to my chariot you will race Keep up the pace or you will lose your rank I’ll make my horse a sen-a-tor, prove to me you’re any better Or are you just another pampered pet CHORUS Let them hate me, let them hate me So long as they fear me let them hate me Let them hate me, let them hate me So long as they fear me let them hate me I opened the palace as a brothel, senators’ wives my prostitutes Tried for treason if you don’t comply The condemned family has no excuse, on the night of their son’s execution Laugh at my jokes or you will die To the beauty of my wife attest, feast your eyes as she’s undressed I’m the only one who can desire her As I choose another of your wives, in the imperial bed to lie Every little detail described CHORUS No one will stand above me or look down on me while I’m passing If you can’t see my bald spot it’s not there In tiny letters I hang decrees, written up high so you can’t read them Helps me raise more revenue for collection Question my leg-is-lation, next to my chariot you will race Keep up the pace or you will lose your rank I’ll make my horse a sen-a-tor, prove to me you’re any better Or are you just another pampered pet CHORUS
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Push up the work rate, cameras are on Meet productivity or be disposed of Everyone’s scanner keeps them well tracked Each task is on countdown, no need to panic CHORUS See the happy parcels Singing all the way to you (People are shadows x2) See the happy parcels Who knows how they do it (People are Shadows x2) No talking to people none in the same aisle Get caught not scanning you get a write up Workforce data to analyse I don’t own the humans but the data is all mine CHORUS So many places hit by recession When I built my warehouse fulfilment centres Don’t think of your job as that which deprives Not hours worked but energy provided Work/life balance a misleading phrase Should it really be such a strict trade-off Don’t ignore safety rules to make rate Or piss in a bottle for your toilet break CHORUS
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A free man can pledge himself bond slave Can’t pay off his debtor He could expect humiliation From whipping should be exempted I went into bondage to pay For the funeral of my father Punished for not being sexually Submissive to my master CHORUS When I command come hither I command I’m the master you’re the slave Don’t forget which role you’ve taken Submit to my domination When I command come hither I command So I don’t move or thrash about To my feet there is a weight tied And if a slave kills his master All the slaves are crucified At the Saturnalian Feast The Master will serve the slaves Before the day the roles are reversed I swear I’m going to say CHORUS x 2
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From the age of 3 Star Trek on TV, ever since I’ve been obsessed When I am rich my space ship will carry William Shatner as guest In Star Trek Beyond I must have a role, I insist on a speaking part I waited all day for 2 words to say but I brought my whole entourage Kirk’s computer the perfect ruse, it has an auditory sensor I made my own Echo and just like my hero, I can ask any question CHORUS Space the final frontier, meet me here To boldly go like no billionaire before My dollars are more than all the Earth’s years The final frontier, meet me here, more money than Earth’s got years No billionaire before Civilisation’s growing and changing no energy constraints Earth will be crammed with solar panels if it’s here we want to stay At this point n history we must move industry, mak Earth a tourist zone Resources for use trillions of humans, space is our only hope Establish a target, shore up the market, customer base to expand Tax is avoided move it offshore, now I’m taking it off the planet CHORUS
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The victor has the right to enslave Warfare’s defeated population Face tattoo you’re a fugitive You don’t wanna be a runaway slave Slave dealers deal wholesale Follow Roman Army campaigns Sold to the highest bidder that pays You don’t wanna be a runaway slave CHIORUS If you try to runaway, slave Crucify! Crucify! You’re my property, my estate Crucify! Crucify! On a revolving stand we’re placed At the slave auction naked Origin, nation, education You don’t wanna be a runaway slave For his product dealer must settle Within 6 months if defective No ancestors or posessions You don’t wanna be a runaway slave CHORUS Spartacus led the slave rebellion Army defeated 6000 men Lined up on both/sides of the road You don’t wanna be a runaway slave No slave could desecrate For his body the earth too sacred Vultures and dogs dispose of remains You don’t wanna be a runaway slave CHORUS
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Caesar in death was deified What’s the point of being honoured when you’re not alive Carve my head sufficient times Replace every head of a god with mine Castor and Pollux’s temple is annexed They are now doormen of my palace I set up my priesthood in Jupiter’s temple As the king of the gods with a statue of myself CHORUS I am the Emperor and I declare I’m the first living god I won’t wait til I’m dead I/am a living god My sister nursed me back from death Then died of the fever I had spread Smiling’s banned as I mourn The Temple of Venus for her adorned Disguised myself as a beggar and roamed Got arrested after sitting through some show For the love of my sister I am mocked I will declare myself a god CHORUS An Emperor they said I would never make More chance of riding my horse across the bay I lined up every last grain barge Then rode across with the Praetorian Guard In a purple cloak like Alexander the Great Dressed up in jewels and his breast plate Thousands of torches lit across the bay Turned water into land and night into day CHORUS

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Caligula was the first Roman Emperor to declare himself a living god; The Space Billionaire hasn’t quite come out and said it yet. But why should he?

The Space Billionaire’s got more dollars than the Earth’s got years. He’s planning to take humanity, well, out of this world.

Wanna know more? Come and join the fun! This is your invitation to the Spaceship Toga Party.

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released November 26, 2022

Jon Van Bowman – Guitars and Backing Vocals; Matt Harris – Prophet Rev2, Micropiano, Bass, Mandolin and Melodica; Sandy Cenin – Drums, Bass, Synth, Melodica; Backing and Lead Vocals (5,7); Jo Zealand – Guitar, Ukelele, Backing Vocals; Tom Smith – Lead Vocals

Recorded on the stolen lands of the Kaurna people. Sovereignty was never ceded.

CD artwork and design by Jarren Gallway

Recorded and Mixed by Pat Lockwood at Electric Ant Studios in Adelaide, 2022.

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The Songs of Tom Smith Brisbane, Australia

The Songs of Tom Smith is a recording and performance project created by Tom in 2012. It has a large pool of musicians across Brisbane, Sydney, Melbourne and Adelaide.

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