It ain't tea and biscuits I'm one of English misfits I don't tea I drink spirits And I a lot of slang in my lyrics
goes a horse, courses for horses Nah more like corpses on And Bull Terriers And night crawlers
Police guns not truncheons Make own assumptions London all crumpets and trumpets It's one big pit
We ain't all posh like the queen, we ain't all squeaky Now do the Tony Blair, your hands in the air now everywhere We all squeaky clean, we ain't all posh like the queen Now do the Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere
This is the picture I painted my low This my London I call my hometown It's I'm living and this is my low down This is my England, I'm letting you now
I don't watch the Roadshow I'd rather to Run the Road And smoke someone's fresh And not get on a plate of scones
Cricket, bowls, croquet, nah PS2 all the way In an English council No, we don't all bowler hats and hire servants More like 24 hour surveillance and **** on the
We all posh like the queen, we ain't all squeaky clean Now do the Tony Blair, throw your in the air now everywhere We ain't all clean, we ain't all posh like the queen Now do the Tony Blair, throw your in the air now everywhere
This is the I painted my low down This my London I call my hometown It's I'm living and this is my low down This is my England, I'm letting you now
Big up Twist Showing us know the nitty gritty of London really is It ain't all pretty, with the realness all gritty, deal with the realness
Ooh the changing of the Queen's That's for me to come out of the house for Tra la la I'd rather sit on my
Another of Chardonnay, nah We ain't all Bridget Jones Who say me More like what's mate, you get me
Now I can a few like to reject all my views Well, I'm letting you know the and Well, is the straight up truth
We all posh like the queen, we ain't all squeaky clean Now do the Tony Blair, your hands in the air now everywhere We all squeaky clean, we ain't all posh like the queen Now do the Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere
We ain't all posh the queen, we ain't all squeaky clean Now do the Tony Blair, throw your hands in the air now We ain't all clean, we ain't all posh like the queen Now do the Tony Blair, throw your hands in the air now
This is the I painted my low down This my that I call my hometown It's where I'm living and this is my low This is my England, I'm letting you now
This is the I painted my low down This my London that I call my where I'm living and this is my low down This is my England, I'm you know now