The best album title of all time

... That honour would have to belong to Trouser Jazz, by Mr. Scruff. On that album, there appears a good song called "Vibrate" with guest vocals by British hip-hop artist Braintax. Here are the lyrics as far as I can tell.

(Champ!)

Yeah, you can call me that

As I walk with the Luddites and me trusty axe

I'm a whole lot removed from the Domini Pax,

The pacts with the church, and the new poll tax.

I haven't got the pox, I've turned twenty-eight

My mate's thirty-one but he's dying from the plague

Life's a bitch right now and I can still hear the hills

Resonate

Watch my carbon vibrate mate



And I'm way down the mine in another lifetime

But I don't how this canary keeps chirping

And my lungs are tight

When you've got to keep working, What's the point in life?

There's a hundred miners here in the union

March through the manor while the owner takes communion

I'm going in to get my wage for last year

Plus a big bag of food ,one of them big chandeliers

I affect the state and affect the earth

And pass my spirit on again

Until it's triggered by a birth

I resonate, you resonate, I say echo, you vibrate



I'm in this for a better life, staying clever

Got the soldiers on the hop, slept in the oak tree

Raided a crop

They probably think I'm Catholic because of my name

I caught the King's deer,

They were giving me fame

And they heard about my antics up at the castle

When I didn't pay my taxes

Down came the hassle

(Champ!)

They burnt my village and my family at the stake

I felt the whole ground shake

(Why?)

'Cause spirits resonate

They want my pagan head

Turn the hunters in my band and that's as good as it gets

We affect, you affect,

Everybody move your molecules

From your nails to your follicules

Vibrate



It's 1856

I'm at the workhouse with my bundle of sticks

These people think I'm nuts but they won't complain

When their lives get better cause of my campaign

Sabotage man with the Guy Fawkes precedent

Burn the city hall - smoke out the residents

Make a mark in my town and adjust my standard of living

Till my pitchfork rusts

Change the chain, unchain all hands

Latter-day Scargill, I'll affect this land

I come in peace, from a small piece of dark

And I'm going back soon

So for now I'll make marks

Vibrate