English

Oh, you'd love to be English,

And all you think it is.

The Queen and her Guards taking tea,

But the Hatred and the Bigotry

Won't go away...

No Blacks, no Irish, bring no dogs, the shame

But being something other than the same as everyone else...

Well I don't want to be like you.

But my skin is so pale

My manner so fine

You think that I am just like you

And you're frightened to travel

'Till you make the world look just the same as home

While your kids buy guns and shoot their friends

And die alone...

No mind, no judgement lets you take the blame

''Send those bloody strangers back from where they came''

Does that mean me too?

Or my Mother in her small red coat

Stepping off the boat

Doing jobs you're too damn lazy to...

All this greatness gone to waste

You hide your eyes and turn your face and

Nothing ever changes no,

Nothing ever changes,

So keep your bulldogs

Keep your flags

Cause talk is cheap and

Time will drag and

Nothing ever changes - no,

Nothing ever changes...

I will always be English

And all I hope it is

These shores that I will claim as my own

This broken down Jerusalem

Is still my home...