Hello Mr. Special Brew
Tin 2 tin time again
Saw same s** lovers making out on the train
Britain's got notice to call back it's tanks
And shows the third world Britannia's rude arse
As millionaires play housey housey
And Cardinal's hide their kiddie p**n
We live on a demented merry-go-round
Of spend-work-spend-work
So bring me the finest drink of the Royal Danish Court
That ambrosia of the gutter
In mindless mindless reverie
Our succor, hopeless panacea
Was it always like this?
The privileged give pain to the poor?
And what matters at the end of the day
Your intention