England's Ending - Bob Vylan

This country’s in dire need of a fucking spanking, mate

A good overhaul, get the fucking dinosaurs out

Yeah, and kill the fucking queen

She killed Diana, we don’t love her anyway

Stepped out on crud, mud

On the hunt like Elmer Fudd

I need funds, I need drugs

I need guns, I need love

I need something that I can move

I need something that I can shot

I ain’t got nothing to prove

I’m not looking to move all hot

One way trip to the Land of Nod

When you get touched with the hand of God

I’m not looking to lose this plot

I’m just looking to move this dot

On my ones, no gang, no mob

When I bang on bang on job get banged up, stupid

Thinking it’s all just music

Yeah, I’m angry a lot

'Cause England’s ending, death’s still pending

Where’s that money you spent?

Work all week, still work on weekends

Still can’t pay my rent

Times are tough, I’ve had enough

So if I wanna fucking rush you, you’ll get rushed

Stepped out on sauce, of course

I put 10 pound on that horse

Another 10 pound Arsenal draws

I don’t even watch this sport

But I’ve got money and I need more

Landlord’s keeping me on all fours

Breakdown crew in the queue with my bro

And shot work from a Honda Accord

According to news, we’re all fucked

Man are keeping a toolie tucked

No youth clubs, no money, no houses

Poor people are shit outta luck

Studio flat 1200 a month

Two bedroom, two grand and above

Mandem risking hands in cuffs

Betrayed by land we love

'Cause England’s ending, death’s still pending

Where’s that money you spent?

Work all week, still work on weekends

Still can’t pay my rent

Times are tough, I’ve had enough

So if I wanna fucking rush you, you’ll get rushed

Yeah, yeah, yeah

England’s ending, death’s still pending

Where’s that money you spent?

Work all week, still work on weekends

Still can’t pay my rent

Times are tough, I’ve had enough

So if I wanna fucking rush you, you’ll get rushed

Yeah, yeah, yeah