so, it seems to be a jubilee


God save the queen The fascist regime They made you a moron Potential H-bomb
God save the queen She ain’t no human being There is no future In England’s dreaming
Don’t be told what you want Don’t be told what you need There’s no future, no future, No future for you
God save the queen We mean it man We love our queen God saves
God save the queen ‘Cause tourists are money And our figurehead Is not what she seems
Oh God save history God save your mad parade Oh Lord God have mercy All crimes are paid
When there’s no future How can there be sin We’re the flowers in the dustbin We’re the poison in your human machine We’re the future, your future
God save the queen We mean it man We love our queen God saves
God save the queen We mean it man And there is no future In England’s dreaming
No future, no future, No future for you No future, no future, No future for me
No future, no future, No future for you No future, no future For you

God Save the Queen [Explicit]

 

About cathi rae

50ish teacher & aspiring writer and parent of a stroppy teenager and carer for a confused bedlington terrier and a small selection of horses who fail to shar emy dressage ambitions. Interested in contemporary fiction but find myself returning to PG Wodehouse when the chips are down View all posts by cathi rae

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