Greyland

Lyrics

The waves they are wavy There's grey in my gravy And love in the love of my heart There's a grey land in Greyland If only the Greyman Could set all the rubbish apart Don't call me a purist That makes me furious A purist would purely be pure Whoever put the white in white Really did it right But grey is the glory of here I love thisness not thatness And hereness not therеness It's local not global for me I love what I know And you can all go To hеll if you cannot agree Greyexit's Greyexit Though traitors deny it It is the best exit we've found Show me another I'll call you a liar We have the best exit around Don't call me a racist, I'll splash your face I don't care if you're purple or blue But purple-blue people should go back to their lands There's no place for in Greyland for you So go, I don't care to Know exactly where to There must be some camp far away Of concentration, extermination Let's keep Greyland for the grey Don't call me a quietist, you make me riotous A quietist would surely be quiet Whoever put the loud in loud Really did us proud And loud is the glory of night The waves they are wavy, there's grey in my gravy And hate in the hate of my heart There's a grey land in Greyland If only the Greyman Could set all the rubbish apart