What is it to you me old cock sparrow?
Grandad selling fruit and veg off his old Bow barrow?
It is Jacob Rees-Mogg eating a chocolate log
Stanley Johnson resting his feet on some slaves
Jeremy Kyle & Loose Women
The scummy sun and the daily heil
Britishness is a lethal cocktail of class and national
resentment
The Scots hate the English who in turn hate the Welsh
Everybody hates the Welsh and who can blame them.
Beth ydy Prydeindod i ti cont?
"Joining the Army sir straight from school
It was your recruiting video, it was very cool."
Didn’t think I’d end up homeless with PTSD
but hey life’s a gamble, a betting shop next to fast food.
Britishness is break neck speed
Hurtling towards the grave, none but the brave.
It’s Dunkirk and Churchill and taking it on the chin
It’s the Miners’ Strike and Thatcher putting them in the
bin.
It’s being confused about your sex and your class
It’s about pawning the family silver to get some brass
I’ll tell you what it’s about, it came to me in epiphany
Britishness is about not being a cunt to your enemy
It is about loving your neighbour and being kind to kids
It’s about rebelling like a Punk and dancing to the Skids
You’ve got to have a sense of humour to be British
a natural disrespect for authority and government
You can be stoic and an oik
but never let anybody bypass your funny bone.
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