This Country Songtext
von Easterhouse

I′m sick & tired of the rain
Here it comes again, pouring down on me
This country's going down the drain,
washed down by the rain, washed down by the rain

This country′s going to the dogs
But then it always was
Then it always was

Our nation of shopkeepers becomes a nation of stockbrokers
Everyone's a fortune seeker
Doing bingo in the papers

This country talks of liberty
But chooses not to see
It's own hypocrisy

Free enterprise but not free to strike
The privileged few can do as they like
And the rest can. For paying the price
I spit in the eye of your free enterprise


And I get sick of hearing
Things are getting better, nothings getting better
For???

And I get sick being told
The futures looking brighter
The future don′t look brighter for me

This country is going to the wall
This country will be the ruin of us all
This country is running out of time
For this country it′s the end of the line

For this country
For this country
For this country

For this country, for this country
For this country, for this country
For this country, for this country
For this country...

Wooaaahhhhhh!
Oooooohhhhyeaahhh!