England Songtext
von Jehst

We gotta stack chips and that′s the way it is yo
Living in the city it's turning Billy Skitzo
Phrenic, it′s a blood money epidemic
Kids rock Akademics but they're not academic
Better stop for a second, take a look around you
Demons surround you, evil is all powerful
Love is up against the ropes it's God′s downfall
Lucifer reigns, the future remains doubtful
The gloves are off, bare knuckle for the last round
Listen to the war drum, hear how my heart sound


Fists pound the asphalt
As the living dead inhale the crack smoke
Squeeze blood out of stones just to make cash flow
Straight retarded, the daily news is too much for the weak hearted
Deeply depressed, artistic, arsonist, sparking spliffs
And extract the pharmacist
The devil lives in the houses of parliament
Devil worship and rebel disarmament
It′s the main agenda for the parliamentary member
Send in the toxic avenger

Mutant anti-hero, stack dinero
Move with a band of bandelero
In sub zero temperature
New clothes for the emperor
Watch how you walk, these kids'll put an end to ya
The cross country adventure
I′m venting the pent up aggression when I enter the session
Adolescents hold weapons to shut down your pantomime
Draw heat, nine milli degrees Fahrenheit
England, where the smack heads jacking up


Crackheads cracking up
Your back up or backing up
Leave with your hands cuffed
Po-po busting Glocks
Old folk punching clocks
Yo it don't fucking stop
Police stopping me with the P.O.T
Race hate growing so they′re voting for BNP
Prison Guantanamo, dreaming of being free
Fuck this country it ain't doing shit for me

Look at the history books, peep the bloodshed
Karma is coming you′ll see the streets run red
Redrum that's the way that the money's made
The Church of England invest in the slave trade
Trace it back to the bank where you put your wage
Built on the blood of slaves and stolen sugar cane
And now we toil for the royal
Blood spilling on the soil
When they′re drilling for the oil
Got us killing for the buck

We don′t give a fuck
Nobody wanna work we just wanna live it up
Bring a cup, fill it up with the blood, sweat and tears too
I got no love for ideals you adhere to
Dear England, please confess your sins now
I see police tape when I'm taking my bins out
A dead baby got dropped down my rubbish chute
It don′t bug me out cause I just bun the zoot
Don't look at me funny blud it′s fucking true
You don't believe me I guess it′s too much for you

A girl got abducted and chopped up in Catford
Racists with ice picks, that shit is backward
The news is confusing, it's all manufactured
Pop propaganda, political actors
Political factions and critical factors
Get kidnapped and sympathise with your captors
Trapped in the capital, death before dishonour
Troops terrorised by the suicide bombers
And I wanna vomit, cause they're blowing up buses
It′s rough in the streets, kids growing up cussing

Get crushed in the rush hour
Police have got too much power
Now they move like a menace
Ask Jean Charles de Menezes in the heavens
They put seven in his head and sent him back to the essence
Got us living in fear
You get treated like a criminal if you′re a Muslim with a beard
Twenty-four hour drinking, I'm sipping a beer
But some don′t know their limits, it's a little severe
The liquor is here, the drugs are here

The football dubs are here
You could get mugged in here so plug your ear
If you don′t wanna hear the screams
From the dungeon to the Huddersfield of dreams
I feel the heat of Big Brother's eyes on my back
He′s watching how I move and the way that I act
He's watching what I read and the products that I buy
My bank balance as the price of the property rise
My political allegiance, I'm angry
I didn′t register my Oyster card, they can′t track me

ID's compulsory, they got a back door
You′re forced to apply when you renew your passport
It's hardcore, but that′s life in England
And it goes for the whole United Kingdom
And I've still got love for the place where I′m living
But right now there ain't nothing great about Britain