Lyrics:
बाई माझी कामाला England ला
बाई माझी कामाला England ला
बाई माझी कामाला England ला
बाई माझी कामाला England ला
अरे हाथाला बास्केट होठा ला लाली
This is the case of the north England blues
'Bout the things you might have and the things you might lose
The life that I've lived no one can deny
'D
held 'em, oh well
We are on our way
Cry "God, for England and Harry Kane"
Come on England, we can win this we can do it this time
Come on England, we
Where on earth are you from?
We're from England
Where you come from?
Do you put the kettle on?
Kick it
(Na na na)
(Na na na)
(Na na na na na na na
Here we go again, go again
Here we go again, go again
Here we go again, go again
Come on England
Come on England
Come on England
Come on England
Come
Now floats the shiny penny
As the tendrils of waves swell
O'er pastures green and littered
With the bones who used to dwell
On England's luscious
why? Because I watch those commercials during the Red Sox and the Bruins and the Celtics and the Patriots games. For the F150 New England edition. I got
We were born from the farms and foundries
This is my England, is it yours?
This is my land, without walls or boundaries
This is my England, is it
a western, learnt off governments I'm guessing
That's interesting, try not stressing
Once upon a time in England
We had Grealish goals
back then didn't
a little bit
They spread the net to catch
But I know
But that England is my home
But my heart is forever travelling
Yes that England is my home
But my heart
All the girls in the music biz
Have credit cards they subscribe to Ms.
But they only want to fuck
Long haired guys from England
From England
Pointing the finger at dear old England, old England doesn't care (x2)You know I'm pointing the finger at dear old England, does anybody care? Verse
We were far from the shores of England
Far from our children and wives
To play our hand in the Newfoundland
Where the wind cuts like a knife
We
a funeral pyre
And here we stand
In old england's land
Shattered glass on the ground
There are no words
To console this earth
To restore old england's
Ah where you get that new Clarks there Daddy?
Ah which colour that? Mad inna party!
Ah you alone have that style there Daddy
The queen fi England
Feet
Marching
Our lands is plows by tanks and feet,
Feet
Marching
Oh, America
Oh, England
Oh, America
Oh, England
How is our glorious country
And did those feet in ancient times
Walk upon England's mountains green
And was the holy lamb of God
On England's pleasant pastures seen
of those homes
Serene and stately
That only lately
Seem to have run to seed
The stately homes of England
How beautiful they stand
To prove the upper
When we get to england
Will we know when we've arrived?
When we get to england
Will we know if she has died?
Does the girl with the dogs
Still
Where on earth are you from?
We're from England
Where you come from
Do you put the kettle on?
Kick it
Nah nah nah
Nah nah nah
Nah nah nah
and feet
Feet marching
Our land is ploughed by tanks and feet
Feet marching
Oh, America
Oh, England
Oh, America
Oh, England
How is our glorious
One step ahead!
One step ahead!
One step ahead!
England boys!
England boys!
Stop the madness in football pitches
Stop the bread and circus policy
remote
In fact, it was just across the Channel in England
So he paddled back again, he got his wife and his kids
And his cousins and he said "Hey now, come
to ask, you'll ask anyway
The answer's enough to make you want to stay
When once you swore you'd never spend another day
In New England, New England
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