My England

Lyrics

Hi, this is Cuckcoo representing The Selecter They are marching up the place Living on handouts Nothing left to spend Can't afford bricks and mortar I can't pay the rent Wrote out a CV So many times Nobody answers It only joins the pile Some things are too hard to forget Some things are too hard to forget Living in wastelands Full of crack and guns Take away the money It's how things become Some things are too hard to forget Some things are too hard to forget All the King's horses All the King's men Can't put it togеther, no This is England This is England My England My England Some ride a dragon Drеssed in red, white, and true They're fighting for England But don't have a clue She comes in colours Colours everywhere We're all in it together So say it loud and clear Some things are too hard to forget Some things are too hard to forget All the King's horses All the King's men Can't put it together Now, this is England This is England My England My England Some things are too hard to forget Some things are too hard to forget All the King's horses All the King's men Can't put it together This is England This is England My England Our England