Now we've entered New Britannia Lord don't tell me Love won't work I've seen my face Of course I know my place Yes, I started life retarded Voices told me, take your chances So I run through all the things I've said and done Is it too late to find someone? I lie in wait to be undone By anyone In bars from Perth to Hampstead we crowd And canonise the stupid Still proud, the pavements full The praise is loud At last a victim well endowed With every quality allowed The truth will out Some thrive, we try to keep ourselves alive Strike first, the rich must be deprived Or Highgate armies will arrive I've seen the right Love won't work We've lost the urge Love won't work Now I come first Love won't work We've lost the urge Love won't work Now I come first