Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Declan McKenna
Vocals
Gabrielle King
Drums
Nathan Cox
Bass
Will Bishop
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Declan McKenna
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Ford
Producer
Matt Jaggar
Engineer
Alan Moulder
Mixing Engineer
Caesar Edmunds
Mixing Engineer
Tom Herbert
Assistant Engineer
Kevin Tuffy
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Great snakes, are we movin' already?
Good gravy, did you say it cost a penny or two?
For you, well, talkin' 'bout the bad starts
My baby brother has already got a gas mask
[Verse 2]
'Cause it's a good old fashioned landslide
Killin' with your hands tied
In the homemade rope
Set sail, babe, we read it in The Mail, no hope now
[Chorus]
Great way to fool me again, hun
Great actin', it's great what you tell 'em
Great Britain won't stand for felons
Great British bombs in the Yemen
[Verse 3]
Why does it seem
A fever dream for all?
The call you made to me, you said I fear
One day each year
I worry we shall remember the dead
And we'll remember the dead
So they know that we're sorry
But then carry on
[Chorus]
Great way to fool me again, hun
Great actin', it's great what you tell 'em
Great Britain won't stand for felons
Great British bombs in the Yemen
[Chorus]
Great way to fool me again, hun
Great actin', it's great what you tell 'em
Great Britain won't stand for felons
Great British bombs in the Yemen
[Verse 4]
How could it be the money, it's the vote that matters to me
You say you're hungry, but you won't eat the caraway seed
Does it matter in the wreckage, what should you say?
Well, I found myself a little peckish last Tuesday
[Verse 5]
This is what you signed up for, no questions
Reckon we could offer peace time from weapons conventions
Well, it's on the table, but it's no game, can't you hear
All our worries for fear, carry on
[Chorus]
Great way to fool me again, hun
Great actin', it's great what you tell 'em
Great Britain won't stand for felons
Great British bombs in the Yemen
[Chorus]
Great way to fool me again, hun
Great actin', it's great what you tell 'em
Great Britain won't stand for felons
Great British bombs in the Yemen
[Bridge]
It's a good old-fashioned landslide
Killin' with your hands tied
In the homemade rope
Set sail, babe, we read it in The Mail, no hope now
[Bridge]
And it's a total fucking whitewash
The people that we might squash
Ammo from home soil
Set sail for wherever the fuck got oil this time
[Bridge]
And if it's not a fucking war crime
It's a total waste of your time
And getting so much worse
Get real, kid, your country's been at war since birth now
[Bridge]
And if it's not a fucking outrage
What's it all about, babe?
Now it's one on one
Great Britain's gonna tell ya where it all went wrong, and then carry on
[Chorus]
Great way to fool me again, hun
Great actin', it's great what you tell 'em
Great Britain won't stand for felons
Great British bombs in the Yemen
[Chorus]
Great way to fool me again, hun
Great actin', it's great what you tell 'em
Great Britain won't stand for felons
Great British bombs in the Yemen
Written by: Declan McKenna