Grey Britain is burning down
we'll be buried alive, before we drown
the queen is dead, so is the crown
the shallow grave, fit for the ground
stick your coffins in the riverbed
where all our sins are laid to rest
set alight to the flag we used to fly
god help us now, we are ready... to die
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