Lyrics:
so clear
Look at that view
Come again soon
Welcome to the gem of the English coast
Look at that view
Come again soon
City by the sea
Broke on the high
cash
We're still here by God's grace
But another one eats their gun to escape
The buzzwords, the hot takes
Another one comes undone on the front page
beautiful
Using our technology Babel will stand anew
A clone created on English soil
Where does her soul come from, I wonder
No need to challenge
say
Have a motherfuckin' baby on the floor
Raise it in the club, homeschool it by the door
Now be ambidextrous, fuckin' ambidextrous
We'll come around
defend.
Come join us, patriots, side by side,
For English culture, let's restore our pride.
For our nation's honour, and what's right.
In unity and faith,
clowns
The mourning bands told whom they'd lost by last night's phantom messenger
And they spoke their only words in English, "Johnson, Nixon, Kissinger"
it in the song
So do everything that we say
Have a motherfuckin' baby on the floor
Raise it in the club, homeschool it by the door
Now be
Ah the blues
The ball and chain that is 'round every English musician's leg
In fact every musician's leg
Tryin' to kick it off baby?
No no.
come
History will judge, not in the way you thought
You'll be seen as a modern-day failure, of course
Reminding us of what we're fighting for
We won't
Ah the blues
The ball and chain that is 'round every English musician's leg
In fact every musician's leg
Tryin' to kick it off baby?
No no.
by now I'll do anything
to give life to these idle hands
does it matter now?
it's the modern life
to carry this with me all the time
modern life
time
Bleeding yourself drive
Being nothing but a failure by design
So here we are again my friend
Trying to find the means to an end
Now we see through
your time
Bleeding yourself drive
Being nothing but a failure by design
So here we are again my friend
Trying to find the means to an end
Now we see
God is Good
I came to Jesus
I took my Stand
But what I'd surrendered
Was back in my hands
Defeated by failures
Haunted by fears
I cried out
a few lines before my date with the pearly gates
modern day keats writing sad songs in yeats
full english on my plate, I'm long, not late, mate
Forget
Throw your ice in the the air, we here
And we all gon' ball 'til the courts up here
Don't give a fuck what them niggas
Think we toting in here (Come on)
the inside, huh, I see ya later
Here come the drama, oh, that's that with the fake, uh huh (blaow)
Why you punch me in my face? Stay in ya place
Play ya
here"
So she took him to a spot he didn't know about
Some modern apartment parking lot
She said "I don't normally take dates in here"
Security came
While we sit at our table my family heads bowed low
My thoughts return to childhood to the finest guy I know
He doesn't speak good English he's
Ungraceful
True self is what
Brought you here, to me
A place where we can
Accept this love
Friendship battered down by
Useless history
After a long cold winter the English summertime is finally here
And its the best time to see real smiles on those ruddy English faces
I called up my
Modern day mindfulness, always winds up with regret
Whao ohaho ohaho ahaaa etc
I wake up with Mondayitis cue the existential crisis
Tuesdays here I’m not
of me, all of it
All of the good that won't come out of me
And all the stupid lies I hide behind
It's such a big mistake
Lying here in your warm
like nothing here can change
Every mistake that I have ever made
Comes back to haunt me in
The most familiar ways
Crippled by failure
Unable to answer
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