Insubordinate Ingerland

Vape me a new revolution

In a cloud of flavoured smoke

'Cause we're occupied with ethanol

Gimme factory false hope

So hang us out to dry

'Cause the working class

Hero is just a lie

(Breathe in the desolation)

Tell me are you thinking

Or are you drinking?

I'm England 'til I die

Born and bred where the love is dead

It's social suicide

So stop your dreamin' and drink your pint

Long live the grey eclipse

Grave Britain has gone to bits

Complicitly comply

I don't mind, I'm England 'til I die

Constant conceited confusion

I just don't know where I stand

In Insubordinate Ingerland

See hypocrisy first hand

Oh, I'd kiss you to death

In the land of all the

Skint and unimpressed

(Breathe in the desolation)

Are you even thinking?

What are you drinking?

I'm England 'til I die

Born and bred where the love is dead

It's social suicide

So stop your dreamin' and drink your pint

Long live the grey eclipse

Grave Britain has gone to bits

Complicitly comply

I don't mind, I'm England 'til I die

Listen, right, it's a social commentary, calm down

But it's kinda true, you know I'm right

Come and have a go if you think you're hard enough

Five bags deep just to show you're proper tough

Lookin' kinda bleak down the Salford corner shop

Cuppa tea, bourgeoisie, mushy pea (England)

"God Save the King"

Douse me in Kerosene

"God Save the King"

Douse me in Kerosene

I'm England 'til I die

Born and bred where the love is dead

It's social suicide

I don't mind, I'm England 'til I die