Oh England

[Verse] Oh England, our sceptred, slightly sordid isle, Where rain falls free and scandals never rest; From mighty peaks to every city mile, We colonised, and yes, we took the best. [Chorus] Sing rain-soak’d lands, of broken defiled laws, Where kings and queens dance high and stumble low; We'll brew our tea and shout, protect our shores! And wave our flags in irony's soft glow. [Verse] From histories of ships and shackled might, To whispered deals in halls of hushed debate; Our past, a mix of shadow and of light, With regal gaffes that tabloids love to state. [Chorus] Sing rain-soak’d lands, of broken defiled laws, Where kings and queens dance high and stumble low; We'll brew our tea and shout, protect our shores! And wave our flags in irony's soft glow. [Bridge] Here’s to the scandals, wrapped in velvet cloaks, To every headline that has made us wince; We laugh, we cry, beneath the ancient oaks, And sometimes cringe, but still bow to a prince. [Chorus] So sing your songs of military might. Historic wrongs that, we can’t disavow; Embrace the truth, and put these misdeeds right. Then England, take your final bow. [Outro] Then England, take your final bow.