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This once great nation has left is its humour
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So be it, through continued mockery
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This crackpot country half full of cunts
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It formed when it fell for the fear mongering
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So then what becomes of the inhabitants
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Are you seriously still tryna kid me
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England, my heart bleeds
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Why'd you abandon me?
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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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The last bastion of hope
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This once great nation had left was good music
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But we didn't nurture it, instead choosing to ignore it
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Yes, we've been trapped by the 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
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So-so and so's and through and throughs and this and that's
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I'm buttered breads and proud of it
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Who's values flit whenever it fucking suits them
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Because the press have normalised
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Yeah, the last bastion of hope this once great nation has left is to converse
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But no one's talking and rational thought has been forced into submission
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Yes, fake news
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