A Land Fit for Zeros

Hold hands with the person to your right

Hold hands and try to look sincere-o

Tell them, though you don't know their name

That you still can feel their pain

Yeah you still can feel their pain

We'll sing "Jerusalem" now boys

As we build a land fit for zeros

It's all that I can do to stop

Fake tears from welling up

Fake tears from welling up

If you thought this was your country

You can just forget it

You're too old, you're too poor

You're too posh

You'll never get in here wearing that my dear

Don't smoke, don't smack

Don't eat red meat

This is a tolerant land fit for zeros

And if you're lost just hear my call

"Mediocrity is all. Mediocrity is all"

If you thought this was your country

You can just forget it

You're too old, you're too poor

You're too posh

You'll never get in here wearing that my dear

The past is all forgotten now

This is a young, modern land

Fit for zeros

And if we fight, it's only when

We're guaranteed to win

And should you, just stray

Just hear my call

"Mediocrity is all. Mediocrity is all"