Lizzie Shirley singer and songwriter,  music and singing leader,  drama teacher and workshop leader, song arranger, actor, comedian and published poet.

Scotsman …’sings as sweetly as anyone in Edinburgh’

Time Out …’equally talented in both arts…a rare and ringing voice’.

5 Stars …’a blithe acoustic stance…utterly lovely’

South London Press : …’highly recommended’ …’a born performer’.



Available for performances of a political/Socialist set of radical songs, (including Brecht, anti-nuclear, Leon Rosselson, etc) In a performance called 'Sing and Survive'. with accompanist on piano.

And for performances as singer/songwriter - including political and social comment songs, love songs, and quirky fun songs.






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Oh Dr Beeching to the tune of ‘O Mr Porter’

Oh Dr Beeching what can we do ?
You took away local railways and left us in a stew.
Give us back the good old days when no-one had a car
Look how you have slowed us down, we’ll never go very far.

Oh Dr Beeching do you really think you should
Have destroyed all the branch lines everywhere you could ?
They never can be recovered, what an awful shame,
There’s pollution from the motor car and we know who’s to blame.

Oh Dr Beeching, a short-sighted man
To rid us of infrastructure was your great and mighty plan.
50 years later we all know the loss
In our cars in a motorway jam, feeling very cross.

Oh Dr Beeching inform us if you please,
Who had money invested in the car industry ?
Who made loads of cash selling petrol, oil and cars ?
For integrity and transparency you did not go far.

Oh Dr Beeching a very silly man
We can have our branch lines back in cloud cuckoo land.
Send him up to hell where even he is not immune
To choking agonizingly on deathly car fumes.

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