Lyrics
Caudrilla woke Godzilla beneath the village green today
The preservation society betrayed by Maggie May
And England expects what England gets but not what England needs
5 more years of austerity, 5 more years of greed
At school they told us stories of this land of hope and glory
Now the silver's all been sold off by a band of hopeless Tories
How is it we're still governed by cousins of the Queen
Perhaps it time to remind them all of Madame Guillotine
The skies all dark with bombers in a far off foreign part
Keep terror on the front page and fear in England's hearts
Refugees brought to their knees, now wash up on our shores
There's no money here to take them in but always plenty for waging war
At school they told us stories of this land of hope and glory
Now the silver's all been sold off by a band of hopeless Tories
They're lining their own pockets, They think we haven't seen
Perhaps it time to remind them all of Madame Guillotine
I'm loading my belongings into my chariot of fire
Whilst Jerusalem gets bulldozed and surrounded in barbed wire
I'm heading for the mountains green, for the clouded hills
Whilst foreign investors buy flats and shares in the old satanic mills
At school they told us stories of this land of hope and glory
Now the silver's all been sold off by this band of hopeless Tories
The filthy rich all flaunt and bitch in trashy magazines
Perhaps it time to remind them all of Madame Guillotine
At school they told us stories of this land of hope and glory
Now the silver's all been sold off by this band of hapless Tories
How is it we're still governed by cousins of the Queen
Perhaps it time to remind them all of Madame Guillotine