Fool Britannia

by The Bordellos

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No it doesn't concern you You're happy with Coronation Street And fish and chips for tea Who needs Serge Gainsbourg When you've got an army of Alf Garnetts for company Fool Britannia You're digging your own grave Fool Britannia Divided we stand, together we'll fail As the nation descends into farce Boris texts a smiley face to Nigel Farage Do you expect me to applaud your lack of culture Stand and admire your lack of class Join a line with the bigots you fed with fear and anger Fed fear and hate Fool Britannia You're digging your own grave Fool Britannia Divided we stand, together we'll fail
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Yobs rule 02:22
Slouched against the bar Not knowing who or where they are Voices distorting, is this where the shooting starts? Shouting along to Oasis Rock'n'Roll Star And I hide my tears, my despair and my fears For this land where yobs rule Three lions emblazoned across their hearts Show their national pride by wafting away The stench of their farts I get up to leave the barmaid to enjoy Another rousing rendition of get your tits out for the boys And I hide my tears, my despair and my fears For this land where yobs rule
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So croon of runes, of kings and fools Fondly imagined past when wise men ruled You brutal gardeners sadly mistaken For God is nowhere and nothing's sacred On the left side there is history The other side of truth Left side history, the other side of truth One hand there is history The other hand truth THE ARMCHAIR SADIST'S LEATHER GLOVES ON CLOSE INSPECTION MITTENS FROM LOVE'S FIRST FLUSH TO TENDER BLUSH WITH CLICHED TRANSGRESSION YOU'RE UTTERLY SMITTEN On the right side there is history On the left there's the truth Murder mystery Murder made history The white man's got a God complex But Jehovah is nowhere to be found Heil Mary full of shit, empty your bladder on hallowed ground And I'm coming for the blue bloods I'm coming for their lives I'm coming undercover of night, a night of long and blunt knives Yeah I'm coming for the porcine the lukewarm the paper thin This is about the colour of your money and not the colour of your skin On the right side there is history On the left we have truth The right have their mysteries The left we have truth The future was never yours The past was always your domain The future was never yours The past was always your domain A punch to the face that smashes through to the other side, strong fingers mould your play-dough head into a critique of male violence. I'm tired and poisoned by masculinity. We need to start over, start again.

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released June 29, 2016

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The Bordellos St Helens, UK

Midlife crisis, teenage angst, put them in songs and sell them to the Yanks...they say "No thanks"...A family business and cottage industry (that makes no money whatsoever). We're underrated and underpaid, still we refuse to change our ways. A band since 2003 but playing for far longer, accept no substitutes. ... more

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