My England

It ain't about the tea andcuits, I'm one of those English misfits I don't drink tea, I drink spirits and I talk a lot of slang in my lyrics These goes a horse, horses for courses, nah more like corpses on corners And Staffordshire Bull Terriers and late night crawlers Police carry guns not truncheons, make your own assumptions London ain't all crumpets and trumpets, it's one big slum pit We ain't all posh like the Queen, we ain't all squeaky clean Now do the Tony Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere We ain't all squeaky clean, we ain't all posh like the Queen Now do the Tony Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere This is the picture, I painted my low down This my London that I call my home town It's where I'm living and this is my low down This is my England I'm letting you know now No I don't watch the Antiques Roadshow, I'd rather listen Run the Road And smoke someone's fresh homegrown And not get bloated on a plate of scones Cricket, bowls, croquet, nah PS2 all the way, in an English council apartment No we don't all wear bowler hats and hire servants More like 24 hour surveillance and dog shit on the pavement We ain't all posh like the Queen, we ain't all squeaky clean Now do the Tony Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere We ain't all squeaky clean, we ain't all posh like the Queen Now do the Tony Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere This is the picture I painted my low down This my London that I call my home town It's where I'm living and this is my low down This is my England I'm letting you know now Big up Oliver Twist, showin' us the nitty gritty of what London really is It ain't all pretty, deal with the realness It's all gritty, deal with the realness Ohh the changing of the Queen's guard That's nothing for me to march out of my house fo' Tra la la, I'd rather sit on my arse And have a glass of Chardonnay, nah We ain't all Briget Jones clones, who say pardon me More like what's gwanin mate, you get me? Now I can select a few, paper people like to reject all my views Well I'm letting you know the news and Well, this is the straight up truth We ain't all posh like the Queen, we ain't all squeaky clean Now do the Tony Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere We ain't all squeaky clean, we ain't all posh like the Queen Now do the Tony Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere We ain't all posh like the Queen, we ain't all squeaky clean Now do the Tony Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere We ain't all squeaky clean, we ain't all posh like the Queen Now do the Tony Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere This is the picture I painted my low down This my London that I call my home town It's where I'm living and this is my low down This is my England I'm letting you know now This is the picture I painted my low down This my London that I call my home town It's where I'm living and this is my low down This is my England I'm letting you know now