They're closing down our sceptred
isle
The P.C. freaks have won the day
Our days of elegance and style-
Just memories with which to play
*
Our right to rule ourselves has now gone ;
Afraid to speak lest we offend
How have things gone so badly wrong?
Is England coming to an end?
* No
discipline; no sense of pride.
Outnumbered by non-English folk.
Our Christian faith they've set aside-
Could this all be a ghastly joke? |
Our farming wreaked;
our fishing too;
Our coal and steel as
rare as gold-
We have to ask the
question: "Who
Has let this tale of
woe unfold?"
*
Have politicians given
in
To those who hate our
British phlegm?
They live inside a
world of spin-
It seem it's down to
"us!" and "them".
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So little time to sit
and grieve-
Our blessed plot exists
no more
If you're the last true
Brit to leave
Please dim the lights
and lock the door
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