Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dear England, artist - LowKey. Album song Soundtrack to the Struggle..., in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.10.2011
Record label: Mesopotamia
Song language: English
Dear England |
That tell me nothing |
Dear England |
Whoa, give me the words, give me the words |
That tell me nothing |
They say God save the queen, Britannia rules the waves |
Britannia’s in my genes, but Britannia called us slaves |
Britannia made the borders, cause Britannia’s forces came |
Britannia lit the match, but Britannia fears the flame |
Where blood stains the pavement, tears stain a cheek |
And privilege is threatened, the fear reigns supreme |
Where bankers are earning, from burning and looting |
The nervous are shooting, search for solutions |
I shed a tear for the father in Birmingham |
Quick swerve of the car and it murdered them |
In Tottenham the apartments were burning |
And nobody came just arson is circling |
All wanna be down till TVs get robbed like jewels on the queens crown |
They say now no cause for a rebound |
See now they call me a fool cause I speak out |
People are humans, not mindless animals |
This violent tyrannical system is fallable |
Hand in a looter the minute you see 'em |
But the biggest looters are the British museum |
This happened here and you think its a accident |
Just relax as we slip into fascism |
And the fear gets drilled into your hearts |
But remember these children are all ours |
If a policeman can kill a black man where he found him |
A soldier can kill an Afghan in the mountains |
A petty thief can get ransacked from his housing |
While the bankers are lounging |
That’s my surroundings |
Took land, no one in your family has heard of |
Before you sleep, whisper the mantra you learnt cause |
Never will there be a day that cameras are turned off |
Who runs this country, Cameron or Murdoch? |
Who’s the government, a government that can’t govern |
Can’t you figure it’s way bigger than Mark Duggan |
Bigger than Smiley, bigger than Jean Charles |
Hundreds are dead not one killer is on trial |
Just a familiar sound of hysteria |
Bombs over Libya but not this area |
Downing Street I can find villains |
Cut education, privatise prisons |
Surprised by theft when it’s organised |
But mass immorality is normalised |
Assumptions surrounding the looting of London |
But this is a system consumed by consumption |
It happened here and you think it’s a accident |
Just relax as we slip into fascism |
And the fear gets drilled into your hearts |
But remember these children are all ours |