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Ragged Trousered Philanthropists By Robert Tressell, The (Abridged)-A Philosophical DiscussionWhy The Bloody 'Ell Don't You leave The Boy Alone?Sometime Previously..."Yes," Said Old Joe Philpot...Easton Stopped..."Well If We're All Wrong," Said Crass...Nimrod: A Mighty HunterHe Had Not Been Getting His Own Back...Linden Was Working at the Vestibule Doors...As Owen thought of his child's futureFinanciers, TheShe had been what is called a "slavery"..."At Last," she said...Placard, TheIt Is Not My CrimeA few years ago, the future...Exterminating Machines, TheBert, was a lean, undersized boy..."Oh, by the way," said Easton...Hands and BrainsOwen examined the photograph...Letting of the Room, TheWages of Intelligence, TheUnderserving Persons..., TheReligion is a thing...It's all very well to talk...I suppose you think...Duke of Southward..., TheDo you mean to say...True Freedom"I'll tell you what!" he exclaimed...Lodger, TheThis evening Slyme did not take the direct road...Forty Theives, TheReign of Terror, Thesound of Crass's whistle shrilled..., TheOwen proceeded to cut up one of the slices...unemploed looked blakly at each othe r..., ThePhrenologist, TheRuthcold night air felt cold and sweet.. ., TheOblong, TheSlyme suffered less...When Philpot had finished..."Poverty," resumed the lecturer...After a while...All the workers are working and suffering...Slaughter, TheWeek Before Christmas, The"That's the engine he talks so much about," said Nora...Deserter, TheVeteran, TheSoldier's Children, TheLinden waited at a distance...Beginning of the End, TheIt was not a very large room...Facing the "Problem"Vive La System!One of the things...Besides the work...Beano Meeting, TheJuneAlthough it was nearly nine o'clock...Good Old Summer-time, TheMost of them spoke of those bygone times...Harlow had just started paintingCrass knew that when the men...It was always the same...One afternoon...Most of the men were almost glad...It is inevitable...cyclists rode away amid showers of s tone..., TheThey ran on after the van...Beano, TheInstructions had been given to the drivers...As soon as dinner was over...When then had done cheering..."It may or may not be true," began Barrington...Protracted knocking on the tables...In the coach presided over by Crass...Great Oration, ThePhilpot had by this time...In those days, a master painterMore than one third of the children...I don't mind admitting...All the public land suitable for the purpose...By this time the nation will be the sole employer...I should like to know...Under the present system..."What about religion?" said Slyme..."What about the Navy?" cried several voices..."Sixty-Five", TheWell, the only thing as I can see...Ghouls, TheWise Men of the East, TheFollowing Evening..., TheYour party persists...Undesired, TheSunderedIt was arranged that Ruth...Widow's Son, TheRushton was standing leaning over Miss Wade's chairIt's a Far, Far Better Thing That I Do...End, TheNora sat sweing by the fireside...Track List
Ragged Trousered Philanthropists By Robert Tressell, The (Abridged)-A Philosophical DiscussionWhy The Bloody 'Ell Don't You leave The Boy Alone?Sometime Previously..."Yes," Said Old Joe Philpot...Easton Stopped..."Well If We're All Wrong," Said Crass...Nimrod: A Mighty HunterHe Had Not Been Getting His Own Back...Linden Was Working at the Vestibule Doors...As Owen thought of his child's futureFinanciers, TheShe had been what is called a "slavery"..."At Last," she said...Placard, TheIt Is Not My CrimeA few years ago, the future...Exterminating Machines, TheBert, was a lean, undersized boy..."Oh, by the way," said Easton...Hands and BrainsOwen examined the photograph...Letting of the Room, TheWages of Intelligence, TheUnderserving Persons..., TheReligion is a thing...It's all very well to talk...I suppose you think...Duke of Southward..., TheDo you mean to say...True Freedom"I'll tell you what!" he exclaimed...Lodger, TheThis evening Slyme did not take the direct road...Forty Theives, TheReign of Terror, Thesound of Crass's whistle shrilled..., TheOwen proceeded to cut up one of the slices...unemploed looked blakly at each othe r..., ThePhrenologist, TheRuthcold night air felt cold and sweet.. ., TheOblong, TheSlyme suffered less...When Philpot had finished..."Poverty," resumed the lecturer...After a while...All the workers are working and suffering...Slaughter, TheWeek Before Christmas, The"That's the engine he talks so much about," said Nora...Deserter, TheVeteran, TheSoldier's Children, TheLinden waited at a distance...Beginning of the End, TheIt was not a very large room...Facing the "Problem"Vive La System!One of the things...Besides the work...Beano Meeting, TheJuneAlthough it was nearly nine o'clock...Good Old Summer-time, TheMost of them spoke of those bygone times...Harlow had just started paintingCrass knew that when the men...It was always the same...One afternoon...Most of the men were almost glad...It is inevitable...cyclists rode away amid showers of s tone..., TheThey ran on after the van...Beano, TheInstructions had been given to the drivers...As soon as dinner was over...When then had done cheering..."It may or may not be true," began Barrington...Protracted knocking on the tables...In the coach presided over by Crass...Great Oration, ThePhilpot had by this time...In those days, a master painterMore than one third of the children...I don't mind admitting...All the public land suitable for the purpose...By this time the nation will be the sole employer...I should like to know...Under the present system..."What about religion?" said Slyme..."What about the Navy?" cried several voices..."Sixty-Five", TheWell, the only thing as I can see...Ghouls, TheWise Men of the East, TheFollowing Evening..., TheYour party persists...Undesired, TheSunderedIt was arranged that Ruth...Widow's Son, TheRushton was standing leaning over Miss Wade's chairIt's a Far, Far Better Thing That I Do...End, TheNora sat sweing by the fireside...Album Notes
Liner Note Author: David Timson.
Author: Robert Tressell.
Editor: Andrew Riches.
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