The Island Songtext
von The Skints

Dear anyone who hears this
I′m trapped upon the island
The natives have gone wild and
They're making bad decisions
Very bad decisions
It might be what you fed them
It might be what you read them
On the news at ten ′cause
They don't play well with others
Can't process different colours
You best batten down the hatches
Or fly out to football matches
An imperial restoration
Why aren′t you proud of the nation?
Little England, not Great Britain
I am trapped upon the island


Where are our fearless leaders?
They surely won′t deceive us
With climate change deniers
And Noah's Ark believers
There′s polar bears in Scotland
There's vampires in London
There′s dinosaurs across the UK
I hope they're gone extinct

And I can′t believe it
Or maybe I can
I never did put it past them
What have you done, you idiots?
What have you gone and done?
I'm trapped upon the island

No, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no
I'm trapped upon the island

Ha, whose idea was this?
′Cause I feel the joke is over
But he′s only done a runner
And sold you down the river
So let's hope you′re a good swimmer
And let's hope you don′t eat dinner
Let's hope you don′t need nothing else
'Cause you're dying in your own shit


And I can′t believe it
Or maybe I can
I never did put it past them
What have you done, you idiots?
What have you gone and done?
I′m trapped upon the island

No, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no
I'm trapped upon the island
(I′m trapped upon the island)
No, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no
I'm trapped upon the island