My England

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作曲:Louise Harman,Gabriel Olegavich

所属专辑:Public Warning

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歌曲名 My England 歌手名 Lady Sovereign

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My England Lady Sovereign

It ain about the tea and biscuits

I one of those English misfits

I don drink tea I drink spirits

And I talk alot of

Slang in my lyrics

These goes a horse

Horses for courses

Nah more like corpses on corners

And Staffordshire Bull Terriers

And late night crawlers

Polics carry guns not truncheons

Make your on assumptions

London ain all crumpets

And trumpets

It one big slum pit

We ain all posh like the queen

We ain all squeaky clean

Now do the Tony Blair

Throw your hands

In the air now everytwhere

We ain all posh like the queen

We ain all squeaky clean

Now do the Tony Blair

Throw your hands

In the air now everytwhere

This is the picture

I painted my low down

This my London that

I call my home twon

It where I living

And this is my low down

This is my England

I letting you know now

No I don watch the

Antiques Roadshow

I rather listen Run the Road

And smoke someone

Fresh homegrown

And not get bloated

On a plate of scones

Cricket bowls croquet

Nah PS2 all the way

In an English council apartment

We don all wear bowler

Hats and hire servants

More like 24 hour surveillance

And dog shit on pavements

We ain all posh like the queen

We ain all squeaky clean

Now do the Tony Blair

Throw your hands in

The air now everytwhere

We ain all posh like the queen

We ain all squeaky clean

Now do the Tony Blair

Throw your hands

In the air now everytwhere

This is the picture

I painted my low down

This my London that

I call my home town

It where I living

And this is my low down

This is my England

I letting you know now

Big up Oliver Twist

Lettingus know the nitty

Gritty of what London really is

It ain all pretty

Deal with the realness

It all gritty

Deal with the realness

Ohh the changing

Of the Queen guard

That nothing for me

To come out of the house form

Tra la la

I rather sit on my arse

And have a glass of Chardonnay

Nah

We ain all Briget Jones clones

Who say pardon me

More like gwanin mate

You get me

Now i can select a few

Paper people like

To reject all my views

Well I letting you

Know the news and

Well this is the straight up truth

We ain all posh like the queen

We ain all squeaky clean

Now do the Tony Blair

Throw your hands in the air

Now everytwhere

We ain all posh

Like the queen

We ain all squeaky clean

Now do the Tony Blair

Throw your hands in the

Air now everytwhere

We ain all posh like the queen

We ain all squeaky clean

Now do the Tony Blair

Throw your hands

In the air now everywhere

We ain all squeaky clean

We ain all posh like the queen

Now do the Tony Blair

Throw your hands

In the air now everywhere

This is the picture

I painted my low down

This my London that

I call my home twon

It where I living

And this is my low down

This is my England

I letting you know now

This is the picture

I painted my low down

This my London that

I call my home twon

It where I living

And this is my low down

This is my England

I letting you know now

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