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Intro 1
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Verse 1
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The last bastion of hope
This once great nation had
left is its humor
So be it, through continued mockery
This crackpot country half full of cunts
Will finally have the last laugh
When dragged underwater
By the weight of the tumor
It formed when it fell for the fear mongering
Of the National Front's
new hairdo
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Verse 2
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So then what becomes of the inhabitants
Of this once unstoppable isle
When all of its exports are no longer
in style?
Are you seriously still tryna kid me
That our culture will be just fine
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When all we've left is nob
heads Morris dancing
To Sham 69?
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Gob on the ragman
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Rally 'round the maypole
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Hijack the sound and stake
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your claim to it
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Every card played
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Is a statement made
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And there's always a new
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a scapegoat to blame for it
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England, my heart bleeds
Why'd you abandon me?
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Yes, I abandoned you too,
but we both know
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I wasn't the one lied to
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And I'm not scared of people
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Who don't look like me,
Interlude 1
unlike you
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So
Verse 3
bold it is in its idiocy,
so bound by its own stupidity
It does not realize it has already
sentenced itself completely to death
Verse 4
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The last bastion of hope
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This once great na tion had
left was good music
But we didn't nurture it, instead
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choosing to ignore it
Yes, we've been trapped by the
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same crowd that don't like it
Unless they've heard it before
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Leaving me stuck flogging my
progressive dead horse
South of the border to the
So- so and so's and through and
throughs and this and that's
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I'm buttered bread and
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proud of it
Who's values flit whenever
it fucking suits them
And we're supposed to let it slide,
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because the press has normalized
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The idea that racism is something
we should humor
Verse 5
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Yeah, the last bastion of hope this once
great nation had left is to converse
In a manner that will pacify,
divide, and unite the room
But no one's talking and rational thought
has been forced into submission
By the medium through which all our
information is now consumed
Yes, fake news
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It's fake news, mate
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Verse 6
So bold it is in its idiocy,
so bound by its own stupidity
It does not realize it has already
sentenced itself completely to death
So bold it is in its idiocy,
so bound by its own stupidity
It does not realize it has already
sentenced itself completely to death
So bold it is in its idiocy,
so bound by its own stupidity
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It does not realize it has already
sentenced itself completely to death
Outro 1
So bold
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