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jimmy davis - this is england lyrics

welcome to england, sit down have a cuppa
fresh from the chippy let me grab the bread and b-tter
see for some it’s about ‘blingin’ and big money
but for me it’s tea drinkin and chip b-ttys
lookin for fit honeys, and they’re fit buddies
hit the town, clatter pints, eat mint curries
when necessary sit and study
and we graft hard mate day and night like kid cudi
our culture is ultra
many have a close relationship with scully like mulder
some are a little too friendly with charlie
relying on his presence depending on him to party
so we’re bingeing while the world’s cringing
and tabloid camera’s are constantly infringing
on the privacy of what they call celebrities
they’re courting the fame but then the media are their enemies

this is england, home of the english
party hard and we drink like big fish
out on the lash all night binges
council estate dreams from rags to riches
it’s the uk, where the tunes play
all night til the sunrise of a new day
many are followers do what the crew say
jimmy sees things crystal clear like bluray

the country where landing on the moon is eclipsed
by the world cup win mate in sixty six
bobby charlton, bobby moore, geoff hurst
crowd are on the pitch, iconic red shirts
and we’re dead certs one day to lift it again
can’t believe we didn’t win it with sven
but we’ve got the best football on the planet
right on our doorstep bruv this is bl–dy magic
typified by the three lions
and the bulldog spirit we never give up we keep trying
home to the stones, coldplay, oasis
where the st george’s was marred by racists
we’ve had punks, skinheads, mods and rockers
doc martens, parkers, denims and dockers
new romantics, rudeboys, ravers, geezas
but now everyone just wants to be famous!!!

this is where we’re from
people this is england
this is where we’re from
people this is england

very selective of what we drink
either it’s get the pints in or i’ll have a mug of twinings
pg tips, yorkshire, tetley
it’s all about the rola cola forget pepsi
the school playground, is like a fashion show
being the poor kid hits like a hammer blow
and if you’re running your mouth you better back it
cos it’s if you think you’re hard enough
then geeza come and have a go
kids write rhymes, talk about knife crime
and how every minute of the day is getting high time
teenage birds, babies their ‘fav’ word
til they gave birth, all of a sudden they ain’t heard
from the father, doesn’t really wanna know the infant
another potential british delinquent
growing up on the estate mate,
so sad, no dad, candidates for nick when they go mad

- jimmy davis lyrics

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