The Levellers were a political movement during the English Civil War that emphasised popular sovereignty, extended suffrage, common land ownership, equality before the law, and religious tolerance, all of which were expressed in the manifesto "Agreement of the People". They came to prominence at the end of the First English Civil War and were most influential before the start of the Second Civil War. Leveller views and support were found in the populace of the City of London and in some regiments in the New Model Army.
The Levellers were not a political party in the modern sense of the term; they did not all conform to a specific manifesto. They were organised at the national level, with offices in a number of London inns and taverns such as The Rosemary Branch in Islington, which got its name from the sprigs of rosemary that Levellers wore in their hats as a sign of identification. From July 1648 to September 1649, they published a newspaper, The Moderate, and were pioneers in the use of petitions and pamphleteering to political ends. They identified themselves by sea-green ribbons worn on their clothing. After Pride's Purge and the execution of Charles I, power lay in the hands of the Grandees in the Army (and to a lesser extent with the Rump Parliament). The Levellers, along with all other opposition groups, were marginalised by those in power and their influence waned. By 1650, they were no longer a serious threat to the established order.
This untitled/eponymous album was the third full-length release by Brighton-based folk punk band the The Levellers. The record charted at number two in the British album charts and contained the singles "Belaruse", "This Garden" and "Julie".
The 2007 re-issue of this album also contained the bonus tracks:
Levellers were an English 17th century political movement active during English Civil War. It may also refer to
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White knuckle ride in the queue Just don't know what to say Always played by the rules But now it's redundancy day Worked hard all this life Still you can't go free This is a hunger you can't feed
I take it all and I hide it away Just be grateful There are killers and thieves That need to be paid So be grateful
We have no off-shore accounts No mountain of gold in a vault We get by on final demands Living under assault Another bailiff to fight He'll make you bleed This is a hunger you can't feed