Memory War

Union Jack and Union Jill

Back up and down the same old hill

Sell the flag to all the youths

But who swallow the bill

"Murdoch she wrote"

Him have his hands in the till

Blairful of Thatcher

Stuck on the 45

The suits have changed

But the old ties survive

New Britannia Cool

Who are you trying to fool?

Behind your fashion-tashion I see nothing at all

Care for the community

Cuts the nation into three

Rich pickings for the first

Bottom third you'll never see

While middle England keeps swinging it's loyalty

No concern for the future

Just with dead royalty

So will the Real Great Britain step forward

This is the national identiy parade

Shoe gazer nation forever looking backwards

Time to reject the sixties charade

Not enough schools

Not enough homes

Just phoney care in his millenium dome

More Prime cuts than beef on the bone

And there's too many questions you're not answering tone

Union Jack and Union Jill ...

So will the Real Great Britain step forward ...