| That tell me nothing
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| Dear England
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| Whoa, give me the words, give me the words
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| That tell me nothing
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| They say God save the queen, Britannia rules the waves
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| Britannia’s in my genes, but Britannia called us slaves
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| Britannia made the borders, cause Britannia’s forces came
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| Britannia lit the match, but Britannia fears the flame
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| Where blood stains the pavement, tears stain a cheek
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| And privilege is threatened, the fear reigns supreme
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| Where bankers are earning, from burning and looting
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| The nervous are shooting, search for solutions
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| I shed a tear for the father in Birmingham
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| Quick swerve of the car and it murdered them
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| In Tottenham the apartments were burning
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| And nobody came just arson is circling
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| All wanna be down till TVs get robbed like jewels on the queens crown
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| They say now no cause for a rebound
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| See now they call me a fool cause I speak out
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| People are humans, not mindless animals
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| This violent tyrannical system is fallable
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| Hand in a looter the minute you see 'em
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| But the biggest looters are the British museum
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| This happened here and you think its a accident
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| Just relax as we slip into fascism
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| And the fear gets drilled into your hearts
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| But remember these children are all ours
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| If a policeman can kill a black man where he found him
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| A soldier can kill an Afghan in the mountains
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| A petty thief can get ransacked from his housing
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| While the bankers are lounging
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| That’s my surroundings
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| Took land, no one in your family has heard of
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| Before you sleep, whisper the mantra you learnt cause
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| Never will there be a day that cameras are turned off
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| Who runs this country, Cameron or Murdoch?
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| Who’s the government, a government that can’t govern
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| Can’t you figure it’s way bigger than Mark Duggan
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| Bigger than Smiley, bigger than Jean Charles
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| Hundreds are dead not one killer is on trial
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| Just a familiar sound of hysteria
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| Bombs over Libya but not this area
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| Downing Street I can find villains
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| Cut education, privatise prisons
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| Surprised by theft when it’s organised
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| But mass immorality is normalised
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| Assumptions surrounding the looting of London
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| But this is a system consumed by consumption
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| It happened here and you think it’s a accident
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| Just relax as we slip into fascism
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| And the fear gets drilled into your hearts
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| But remember these children are all ours |