Lowkey - Dear England lyrics

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Lowkey - Dear England lyrics

[Chorus] Whoa, give me the words, give me the words That tell me nothing Dear England Whoa, give me the words, give me the words That tell me nothing [Verse 1] 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 TV's get robbed like j**els 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 but mind is animals This violent tyrannical system is fallable Hand in the loot by the minute you see 'em But the biggest looters are the British museum This 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 [Chorus] Whoa, give me the words, give me the words That tell me nothing Dear England Whoa, give me the words, give me the words That tell me nothing [Verse 2] If a policeman can k** a black man where he found him A soldier can k** 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 ways bigger than Mark Duggan Bigger than Smiley, bigger than Jean Charles Hundreds are dead not one k**er is on trial Just a familiar sound of hysteria Bombs over Libya but not this area Downing Street I can find villains Cut education, privatize prisons Surprised by theft when it's organized But ma** immorality is normalized Assumptions surrounding the looting of London But this is a system consumed by consumption Yea 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 [Chorus: x2] Whoa, give me the words, give me the words That tell me nothing Dear England Whoa, give me the words, give me the words That tell me nothing