It about tea and biscuits I'm one of English misfits I don't drink tea I drink And I talk a lot of slang in my
There a horse, courses for horses Nah more like corpses on And Staffordshire Terriers And late night
Police guns not truncheons Make own assumptions London ain't all crumpets and one big slum pit
We ain't all posh like the queen, we ain't all clean Now do the Tony Blair, throw your in the air now everywhere We ain't all squeaky clean, we ain't all posh like the Now do the Tony Blair, throw your in the air now everywhere
This is the I painted my low down my London that I call my hometown It's where I'm living and this is my low is my England, I'm letting you know now
I watch the Antiques Roadshow I'd rather to Run the Road And smoke fresh homegrown And not get on a plate of scones
Cricket, bowls, croquet, nah PS2 all the way In an council apartment No, we don't all wear hats and hire servants More 24 hour surveillance and **** on the pavements
We ain't all posh like the queen, we ain't all clean Now do the Tony Blair, throw hands in the air now everywhere We ain't all squeaky clean, we ain't all posh the queen Now do the Tony Blair, throw hands in the air now everywhere
This is the picture I my low down my London that I call my hometown It's where I'm and this is my low down This is my England, I'm letting you now
Big up Oliver Showing us know the nitty gritty of what London is It all pretty, deal with the realness It's all gritty, with the realness
Ooh the of the Queen's guard That's nothing for me to out of the house for Tra la la I'd rather sit on my
glass of Chardonnay, nah We ain't all Jones clones Who say me More like gwanin' mate, you get me
Now I can a few [Incomprehensible] like to reject all my Well, I'm letting you know the and Well, is the straight up truth
We ain't all 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 Tony Blair, your hands in the air now everywhere
We ain't all posh like the queen, we ain't all clean Now do the Tony Blair, your hands in the air now everywhere We ain't all squeaky clean, we ain't all posh like the Now do the Blair, throw your hands in the air now everywhere
This is the I painted my low down This my London that I call my It's where I'm and this is my low down This is my England, I'm letting you now
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 you know now