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Union Jack and Union Jill
Back up and down the same old hill Sell the flag to all the youths But who swallow the bill "Murdoch she wrote" Him have his hands in the till Blairful of Thatcher Stuck on the 45 The suits have changed But the old ties survive New Britannia Cool Who are you trying to fool? Behind your fashion-tashion I see nothing at all Care for the community Cuts the nation into three Rich pickings for the first Bottom third you'll never see While middle England keeps swinging it's loyalty No concern for the future Just with dead royalty So will the Real Great Britain step forward This is the national identity parade Shoe gazer nation forever looking backwards Time to reject the sixties charade Not enough schools Not enough homes Just phony care in his millennium dome More Prime cuts than beef on the bone And there's too many questions you're not answering tone Union Jack and Union Jill ... So will the Real Great Britain step forward ... |
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| 6:50 |
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Union Jack and Union Jill
Back up and down the same old hill Sell the flag to all the youths But who swallow the bill "Murdoch she wrote" Him have his hands in the till Blairful of Thatcher Stuck on the 45 The suits have changed But the old ties survive New Britannia Cool Who are you trying to fool? Behind your fashion-tashion I see nothing at all Care for the community Cuts the nation into three Rich pickings for the first Bottom third you'll never see While middle England keeps swinging it's loyalty No concern for the future Just with dead royalty So will the Real Great Britain step forward This is the national identity parade Shoe gazer nation forever looking backwards Time to reject the sixties charade Not enough schools Not enough homes Just phony care in his millennium dome More Prime cuts than beef on the bone And there's too many questions you're not answering tone Union Jack and Union Jill ... So will the Real Great Britain step forward ... |
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Union Jack and Union Jill
Back up and down the same old hill Sell the flag to all the youths But who swallow the bill "Murdoch she wrote" Him have his hands in the till Blairful of Thatcher Stuck on the 45 The suits have changed But the old ties survive New Britannia Cool Who are you trying to fool? Behind your fashion-tashion I see nothing at all Care for the community Cuts the nation into three Rich pickings for the first Bottom third you'll never see While middle England keeps swinging it's loyalty No concern for the future Just with dead royalty So will the Real Great Britain step forward This is the national identity parade Shoe gazer nation forever looking backwards Time to reject the sixties charade Not enough schools Not enough homes Just phony care in his millennium dome More Prime cuts than beef on the bone And there's too many questions you're not answering tone Union Jack and Union Jill ... So will the Real Great Britain step forward ... |
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Canteen culture colouring the view
From Hendon to Eltham, not following the clue Corruption instruction, the life blood of the blue The whole of the barrel is rotten and not just a few Evidence buried with a secret handshake Investigating officers on the double X take Lost records and notes, excuses half baked Screwed up A4 and this is no mistake Officer XX, it's time to liaise Let me introduce you to the brand new krays No mention of the gangster- 'Informer' is the phrase No communication in the 'In' and 'Out' trays MI5, them building up Combat 18? Nazi turnouts and the BNP in between? Running drugs for money for the loyalists? Macpherson, how come you missed the whole a this? Defective constable, what you gonna say? Suspending our belief and still on full pay Chief Condon is safe, what did you expect? Who's up next? Calling Officer XX! Spindoctors and editors engaged in a pact Information leaked out to cover up the facts Daily slackmail onto a nice little earner While another thousand cases still on the back burner Zero tolerance for Jack the Home Sec Running for cover 'cause him know we're after him neck Him a huff and him a puff Inna de name a de law When it come to the guilty him a man of Straw This shameful spectacle we can see clearly Conspiracy in practice Now not in theory Heard all of de report and looked over the whole a de text Time to step forward now Officer XX Defective constable, what you gonna say? Suspending our belief and still on full pay Chief Condon is safe, what did you expect? Who's up next? Calling Officer XX! |
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